Today I had the privilege of going to a wedding reception for a cousin of mine. We only get to see each other every few months.
It makes me think a lot of growing up. It seems like yesterday we would all be outside at their house listening to the "Grease" soundtrack. Or, at our grandparents house, swinging on the swing on the front porch....or, watching the "biddies" in the cage Grandpa had built for them on his back porch....or, Grandpa making us "real" popcorn in his pot on the stove.......or sorting through Grandma's old photos. It has been a goal of mine to give my sons the same types of memories.
I hope J remembers picking blueberries with his Pawpaw, and riding scooters and pedal cars with his Grandpa, and coloring pictures with Grandma, and making gingerbread houses with Nana.
Yeah, I am kind of old fashioned, but I pray I am instilling a legacy...and helping bring up a mighty man of God who appreciates the simple life....but dreams big about what he can do for God!
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