Life with my sister

Wilma and her girls - our last picture with her. About 6 weeks before she died. 10 years ago this morning my Meemaw (Julie's "Grandmother") met Jesus face to face. What a rejoicing that must have been for she, my Peepaw (Julie's "Granddaddy") and our Healer. We called them different names, but they were the same people to us...loving, Godly grandparents who helped mold us into the women we are today. There are so many things I wish she was here to see. She never met Anna or Henry. She would adore Anna's love for all things girly and Henry's curly hair and knee socks. She loved Samuel, Claire, David and Daniel and bragged on them every week at the beauty shop and at church. Meemaw loved family and because of that we are still the same, strong family she left 10 years ago. As I get older I find myself appreciating my maternal and paternal families so much more. Julie and I were SO fournate to end up in this life together with all these people. This is...

You will think this is fun...or at least I think it is and it is my blog (and my sister's too....hopefully she will find it fun). I was digging through my jewelry chest last week trying to find a fun gold bracelet to wear. I rarely wear gold but am bringing it back, a bit at a time. Anyway, I opened the bottom drawer to see if by chance there was anything in my "keepsake" drawer. It holds my great grandmother's clip on hat earrings that I loved to play with when I was little, my choir pen from church, a charm necklace from a wedding I was in when I was 5, diet coke bottle cap earrings I wore in junior high and LOVED, a gaudy charm bracelet that has "A" all over that a leukemia patient gave me, etc. Anyway, you get the drift. Well hidden in a mesh bag was this gold link bracelet with a heart charm on it. I said "Ah-ha! we have stuck gold". It was a bracelet that my Daddy bought my Meemaw for Mother's Day in 1973. It had "Mother" engra...