As I am here in Texas with my Mom, I begin to wonder where the years have gone. It seems like yesterday that I was there getting ready for school, trying to figure out who was going to take me, who was going to pick me up. I remember eating Cheerios and hiding behind the box and adding sugar to my bowl. I had to hide because dad did not want me to add sugar. I remember selling snowcones during the summer to earn clother for the next school year. I remember my parents scraping money together to buy my uniforms for being on the drill team in high school.

I took mom to visit one of her cousins today, and she told her story of loosing her dad 2 months before she was born and then loosing her mom at the age of 6. They were taken down to the orphanage by their grandparents, who wanted to find a good home for them. Her grandparents decided to keep her and her sister and do the best they could with what they had. This all happened approximately eighty years ago. I was amazed at this strong lady that has lost her parents and 2 of her sons, and still acts like she has something to smile about. What a special lady! I think God knew that I needed her in my life today.

As I look at pictures we took this past week of my children and their spouses and their children, I am so proud of where I am today. I have 4 beautiful children that love the Lord, spouses that love my children and 5 beautiful grandchildren that will someday know Him. I am blessed.