In the past four months, our family have had four deaths.... two uncles (one in Pecos, one in Weatherford), one cousin,(service in Weatherford) and a cousin's husband (in North Dakota). While I was only able to attend two of those, my heart hurt for my family. The only upside of all this, is that I have seen relatives I haven't seen since my grandma died in the 80's. Wanted to put some photos up of these folks. We plan on staying in better touch, and hopefully have a get together when we don't have to attend a funeral.
I have certainly realized in the last several months, that the love of my family is getting more important as I age. Since I never know if I will see that person again, I make sure to always tell them I love them. With some of my family, which I haven't seen very often in the last 30 years, they weren't sure how to respond. But I just didn't care...I do love them, and I need to tell them so. Life is too short to not say I love you...Wow...sounds like a great slogan...
Sunday at church, I hugged a young man who I taught in Bible Drill years ago. He is now a junior in high school, and as I hugged him, I said, 'Gosh, I love you, Brett!" He looked at me funny, then hugged me again. Guess this is what it means when you get old enough to not care what others' reactions are.
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