As I look at the pictures I took, I am moved emotionally, as I see these 'family' members, each one so special in their own right. The young, the teens, the university students, home for Easter, parents, grandparents......members of my family, in spirit, if not by blood.
It was chilly, and there was still snow on the ground around us.
Back at the church....
This table was filled with youth and young adults
A little blurry, but I love this picture
Children are so precious, and seem to be able to bring the adults
down to their level. Is she sharing her cheerios?
I have lived in this community longer than anywhere else now, including the city where I was born, and lived 23 years. This is my family now, these special people who are so much a part of my life, and that of my children and grandchildren. I have seen little ones grow up into wonderful, intelligent, warm, friendly adults. Some, I taught in Sunday School, and now Sunday School teachers, with young families of their own. There are even a few around that have children in their 20's. That's a scary thought, and then I realize I taught my own girls, and Dawn's oldest is 16, and sports a beginner's driver's licence.
Ok, enough of thinking about how old I am.......I acknowlege I've been around for a while. Members of this family have shared their love, their support and their prayers, and have helped keep me going when the going got tough.. Some can read me like a book, dare I say.
I am so very thankful for my church family.