my dad died when i was three. it was a horrible death, which, in a way defined who i would become. my mother did an amazing job picking up the pieces and raising my sister and i with grace and love. i am who i am because of her. recently my aunt (my fathers sister) contacted me. it was welcome contact indeed, as i have had very little from my fathers family. it has me spinning a bit though, as more has been revealed to me of my past. who i am. most of all it has made me realize how thankful i am for my life. how thankful i am for my trials and my history. heavenly father knows me, and that is evident everyday. in honor of my recent brush with my past, i thought i appropriate to post a few photos of my father and mother.
"you decide every moment of every day: who you are and what you believe in. you get a second chance every second."
i choose to live my life deliberately, joyfully, gracefully. with faith every step of the way!
i choose to live my life deliberately, joyfully, gracefully. with faith every step of the way!