History Repeats
Shelby brought me a long forgotten box of pictures.
A lot of time has been spent going through them.
A laugh,
a tear,
places you've been,
things you have seen,
people you have lost,
so many that you are still blessed to have.
Houses we have lived in,
events,
dances,
holidays,
pounds I have gained,
pounds I have lost,
pounds I have found again.
Hair colors I have tried
and
wrinkles I have earned!
These pics were well worth sharing though.
The little girls above?
Close to thirty years ago
on the
Little Dipper at Conneaut Lake Park.
The little girls below?
Their daughters last summer.
Again...
mothers..
Daughters.
OK, does anyone else understand
why I would
call them the wrong names all the time?
And
surely...
I CAN'T BE THIS OLD!
Comments
So precious!
Prim Blessings
Robin