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He was right. That vacation was the last one I took with my parents and my siblings. I never again rode in the car with them singing hymns as we tooled down the highway.
I do have precious memories of my time home with my family. I had a younger brother and a younger sister. They were funny and loving and I can't imagine how my childhood would have been without them.
I'm thankful for a little brother who was a willing sidekick in all the schemes I could think up, and for my baby sister, who taught me all I knew about babies and toddlers.
I married and moved a thousand miles away and life took us all in different directions. I like to think that someday we'll be singing together again, if not traveling highways here, then on streets of gold there.
All during the month of November, I will be sharing my gratitude for all God has given me. I'm joining Joyful Reader on her Giving Thanks Challenge at her blog, Encouragement for Daily Bible Reading.
Oh I love to hear your stories of growing up. What a wonderful thing to have your family together and those awesome memories! Thanks for sharing them with us.
ReplyDeleteI am glad you have thouse memories. I am blessed to have my sibling all within a 45 minute drive. I like you went through infertility and also was blessed with 3 kids and now I have 3 grandkids! Nice to meet you.
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