|Dress up clothes and good company!|
|My brother-in-law George had a gift made for my grandparents. Here is the moment that they saw it!|
|Papa was very proud.|
|Hey kids! Where ya going?|
|Oh you little sillies!|
|Papa Joe doing his traditional baby hold.|
|This is George helping load up the new sign. Thanks for being so thoughtful!!!|
|Nana and Papa Joe loving on Micah.|
|Liv trying to love on Micah who is done being loved on.|
|Papa and Levi having a talk.|
|Kiddos decorating the wall.|
|Hi my Jolie baby!|
|Nice icing face Zaddy!|
|Hey!! Quit looking at me like that!|
|Just hanging around.|
|Cousins are the best.|
|All of the cousins waiting for the fireworks to start.|
|Here you can get the idea of how my life flies by me. Look at all of that movement!|
I sat in the dark that night with my eyes closed, listening. Fireworks were exploding all around. You know the big ones that shake your core? Those. They were beautiful and for a split second, terrifying.
I held my baby close and thought. I though about the mothers holding their babies close as they listen to real bombs explode around them. Moms who wonder if they and their babies will survive the night. Their terror lasts.
Tears fall as color streaks the sky. I thank God that I don't feel that fear. I thank him for the safety and security of this place. But I also ask him to guard those who's country has betrayed them. The families who fear. The children who have lost parents. The moms whose arms are empty. I have no delusion about my place in this world. I am very blessed.
The horizon grows dark again and the crowd cheers in appreciation of the show. We all head to the safety of home and the promise of coffee and conversation. I know that tonight we will sleep in safety but that no day is promised. We have to live in this moment and trust in his ways.
I love the 4th...