After reading, after the “calming down”, we needless to say went a little crazy again, telling even more baby stories off the top of our heads. After reading the truly beautiful story below, Joan started telling a whole other story altogether. Back in the day there was no way to google pregnancy symptoms, so Joan had no idea what she was experiencing… thought she had a hangover until her mom told her!
As I write this, I see our seniors helping each other up on to the table, dancing between super silly and super sentimental. Can’t you see it too? Don’t you love it too?
The most beautiful sights I’ve ever seen
I have six children, two boys and four girls. Henry 55 years old, Harold 53, Rose 49, Joanne 48 Joyce 46 and Teresa 45.
The most beautiful sight is when each of my little bundles of joy were first placed in my arms. The next beautiful sight was when they smiled at me for the very first time. The next time is when they called me Mommy, their first steps, and their very first attempt to put a sentence together.
Now they’re all grown up and have their own families.
I love my children very much and am very proud of each and every one of them.
They look after me now. I’m not saying I see them every day, but they do call to check up on me to see if everything is all right. My daughters make sure I’m not in need of anything.
I still reminisce about how it felt the first time they were placed in my arms.
At another time, I’ll tell you about my grandchildren and my ever growing great grands.
God has blessed me in abundance.