on how we could give her the beautiful picture. She looked me in the eye and said we can take it where she's buried and God will come to get it and take it to her. So that's exactly what we did. We covered the picture with a plastic page cover and staked it to the ground with one of the bows off the flowers. She was so excited. A few days later we came back to the cemetery and the picture was gone. You and I know that the caretakers took it but she's convinced that God took it to Mimi. I just love her innocents. I wish I could keep her at age 5 forever!



Mom's funeral. I love the picture of Tyler bent over. He's looking in the hole. He's such a boy. Sorry if these pic's are weird for some of you.






Precious time with a precious woman. One of my favorite memories from the time we spent with my mother this spring was reading love letters that my grandmother and grandfather wrote to each other before they were married. We spent several hours sitting on the back deck reading, laughing, imagining and crying. I would not trade that time for anything in the world.





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