How exciting it was when the new baby sister arrived!
She had lots of jet black hair. Big sister had lots of blond hair.
Lots of kittens, pigs and trees at the home of just us three.
We were young and thinking of all we needed to be happy.
We went to church but Jesus did not reign.
She was so excited to get a Bible when she turned three.
"Look Grandma! I got a Bible for my birthday!"
She said this as she pulled Grandma to sit and look at the pictures with her.
Every VBS and Christmas program she had six adults to watch, two parents and four grandparents.
She was the first grandchild on both sides and the apple of everyone's eye.
When she was born she had ten grandparents! Amazing!
At her first birthday party eight grandparents came to celebrate and say,
"How old are you?"
She would put one finger high above her head and show off to all as she rode her rocking horse up and down.
She learned to walk at Blue Ridge.
She learned to talk at Maryville.
She learned to share at Pickering.
She knew that Jesus always cares.
Thought: Jesus can walk through the generations but someone must start.
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