In two weeks he will be 91, 11 days after that she will be 90. The day after that they will have been married for 69 years. And I just got to spend 2 whole days with them.
My mom and my dad. I took my 24 year old son. My 19 year old niece met us there.
We travelled from both coasts to meet in Arkansas for some precious, cherished time with parents and grand-parents. I don’t know how much longer we have with these people that taught us about love, about being a Christian, about being patriotic and having a love for our country.
Daddy fought in the Battle of the Bulge and Korea, while Mother raised the older 5 mostly by herself with him overseas. In 1960, I came along and three years later my sister joined the family. There are seven kids and 18 grandchildren. Many of the grandchildren are married and have children of their own.
My parents have buried their parents, one son-in-law and three grandchildren. They endured struggles and heartache, but always taught us to love the Lord – no matter what.
Each day a gift.
I don’t know how much longer I will have them on this earth. I’m not sure that my dad will know me the next time I see him…but in my heart, I cherish the time I have had and the memories we have created.
I just returned last night from a short visit with my parents.