| Mom is gone. |
| But life goes on. There are memory boards to be assembled.... |
| ...songs to be chosen and practiced (and new views to be explored)... |
| ...meals to be put together, |
| prayed over, |
| and enjoyed. |
| There are moments to be cherished... |
| ...sprinklers to be run through... |
| ...trees to be climbed.... |
| ...musical fun to be sung, |
| including personalized compose-as-you-go songs by this guy for several of the children, to their dismay when they were the subject and their amusement when it was someone else in the spotlight! |
| There was lunch at MOAB (Meal On A Bun) in Modesto, one of two dining out establishments I remember eating at as a child... |
| ..... learning about grave digging |
| and burial. |
| The little ones watched and learned as sons and a grandson, nephews, a brother and friends filled the grave. |
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| The Tomb is Empty. There is a Hope! |

1 comment:
What a wonderful time we had together! Makes me long for more, but we must be content with what God gives and make the most of those opportunities. NO WASTE! Beth
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