Having a place to go — is a home. Having someone to love — is a family. Having both — is a blessing.
Hi all. I have been incredibly busy these past two weeks. We had the big family reunion this past week and I had so much to do to prepare. Everything had to be perfect. I finished up the book for my daughter on Tuesday and put it all together. Lots of work but well worth it. She loved it.
On Wednesday I went for a haircut. Don't even have to comb it anymore. LOL!! And Thursday was the BIG DAY. I've lots of pictures to share. Hope you don't mind, but I haven't been this happy in a long time. Loving every minute of my lost and found again family. Only wish mom could have been a part of it, but it was her choice to keep us apart. How much she lost out on just to hold a grudge.
That is me and my grandson-in-law making s'mores in the background.
A family picture.
My three great grandsons eating s'mores.
Me and my youngest great grand, Macie.
|All my great grands together.|
My son Jerry and his sister, Lisa Ann.
My cousin Darlene and I. She is a cousin on my dad's side. As you may remember, my mom never wanted me around my dad's family so I never got to meet them until now. Met her online through Ancestry 3 years ago, but this is the first time in person.
This is my great granddaughter Ayva. She was born at 26 weeks and almost didn't survive. Needed heart surgery. Look at her now. a little miracle.
My other great granddaughter, Maddie.
Granddaughter Kristen, her hubby, and Macy.
Jerry and my other great granddaughter, Kayla.
I was so happy and at peace.
And later we all stopped at the restaurant.
And one last stop to go through my old house before it is sold. First time I stepped inside in over 40 years.
More to come tomorrow. Dinner at my house.