We are loud.
We are opinionated.
We disagree on most everything.
We don't see each other as often as we should.
Either we can't or we won't.
We grew up.
We changed.
We had kids.
Some of our kids had kids.
But when the call came, we were all there.
Anyone who could make it, did.
Those who couldn't were there with us in spirit.
Waiting.
Praying.
Catching up.
Reacquainting.
Meeting spouses, significant others, and babies for the first time.
Remembering how much we love each other.
Wishing we could remember it more often.
In better circumstances.
Because in the end, we are family.
This picture, taken in 1996, represents about 1/2 of my grandma's direct descendants.
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Thinking of you all and praying for peace during this sad and difficult time.
This song by Michael W Smith touches my heart so deeply. I hope it will bring comfort to you and your family as you say good bye.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yf5yOn4_jHc
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