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I had Thanksgiving Dinner at Aunt Jo's. The food was wonderful and the company excellent.
A beautiful moist turkeyThe trimmings.Vicki's Grand-daughter, Avery.Lauren (her mom) and Avery AdorableThree generationsAunt Jo, She won't like it that I put this picture up but I deleted all the others.Georgia came up after dinner with her family and we called Ginny (my sister) and talked to ...
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... your mom watch Ben caused some challenges with him to this day, right? He bonded to her more than you?
Aunt Becky: Ben is like a Siamese cat. And because I was gone so much, he did bond with her rather ... pregnant with Amelia. And now? WE ARE DONE.
SciFi Dad: So did you want three, or did you want a baby girl?
Aunt Becky: I always wanted at least three, but Daver was happy with just Ben. Then he ...
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... living, is a mammoth task. How do you do this person justice as well as all who have known her?
How do you describe the life of Aunt Jo? How do you summarize a life that spans 4, or is it 5 ... bread?” (translation, Italian bread or American bread?)
As I became older, Aunt Jo became an anomaly. She was a contradiction within herself. She was all-giving, and still, she was needy. She was as hard ...
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... Oh, there's MG...She is like a little mouse - always know where to find food. Aunt DarDar fixed the girls a late-night snack of ... when she & Steven were there Saturday afternoon. Thank you sister!
Aunt DarDar & Uncle Mark were calculating the last time ... the old photos and get new, fresh pictures of the grown up cousins (Aunt DarDar's other son, Patrick, is on a mission in Canada. ...
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... and will see her one day again. That is the one thing that keeps me going with all of this. I love you Aunt Marcia. Everyone can go online and sign her obituary. This is what I put:
November 09, 2009
... . I think that is the one thing that keeps me from breaking down all day. I will always love you and you will always be my Aunt Marcia.
♥ Your favorite niece, Xandi :)
~ Xandi Atkinson, Flastaff, ...
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... lost Moe and it never recovered. When my grandma passed away last summer, all I could think about was the reunion she was having with my Aunt. I cried tears of joy just thinking about it. I thought the same thing when my ... I was holding my dying sons in my arms, I begged them to find their Great Aunt Moe, and tell her I loved and missed her. I'm sure they did. And I know someday, I will be with ...
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