Memorial Day 2017

Just remembering dad, a veteran who helped make our Country great. He was born on Memorial Day, May 30, 1923 and died at 92 in 2015. One of my great joys was to be a primary caregiver along with one of my daughters, Tara. Dad had dementia which accelerated after mother's death in dad's arms early in 2011. This is one of my favorite pictures of mother and dad. The toehead in mother's lap is me before I learned how to be ugly, I reckon! Unfortunately, my brother Giles and sister Anileta weren't in the picture. They weren't born yet. I love them both and thank God every day for my blessings and the hope of being together in the great beyond.

It so happens that today (05/27) is another of my birthday anniversaries! I say "anniversary" because I was born once to dad and mother. Each year is just another anniversary. Oh, I was born a second time into the family of my Lord, Brother and Savior, Jesus the Christ. What a life in the Son!