I try to spend every Sunday afternoon with my family and whenever I
leave the house my parents have lived in since 1958, I always have the
same thought: I won the lottery when it comes to families. My parents
are still happily married after almost 54 years and my sister is my best
friend. Their love for me is unconditional and constant. This week I
heard about a mother who deserted her children for 10 years and the
aftermath of that desertion. I haven't been the perfect daughter but
through the years, I never once feared my parents would not be there for
me. I can't imagine the kind of person I would be without them and I
thank God every day for them.
Lisa-Jo Baker (lisajobaker.com) hosts a weekly event on her blog called "Five Minute Friday". The rules are 1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking. 2. Link back here and invite others to join in. 3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community.. So here's my first try at this. Today's topic was Roots. Roots – I think about my grandparents who lived on a farm until my grandfather’s diabetes worsened and they moved to a town with a hospital nearby. My father still says he wished he could have kept that farm. I think of my grandmother who was a widow for 20 years. Every year she would stand over my PaPa’s grave, wishing she was with him. I think of my parents, a product of those grandparents, how hard my father worked to put 2 girls through...
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