dear b’eian,
you have the deardorff stance…
all you need, now…is the bull!
goodness, but i miss that man…our grampa bert…
you share his stance…and his chin…and his ruthy’s eyes…
it’s truly wonderful, really…
when i spot your daddy in jack…and gramma mary in claire…and grampa bert and gramma ruth…and their boy…your papa…in you!
great-grands and grands…uncles and aunties…
this whole wonderful family…all swirled up together…
and always peeking out at me…through all of you!
how i wish so many hadn’t already left before getting to kiss on you…
how grateful i am for these pictures…so you can “know” them too…
my heart aches sometimes…they’re missed so much…
but how it smiles…when i spot grampa standing out in the yard…all shrunked down in little you!
very sincerely,
me (your kinda-hopeful-you-don’t-have-the-deardorff-teeth-too mama)
– hannah’s image…and grampa with one of his “blacks”
Incredible. How well you described my heart’s feelings in my own precious sons and daughters. I wonder if my Lord allows the great-grands a glimpse.
oh, aletha…i sure hope so! 🙂