Sunday, April 24, 2016


Remembering my father today… my heart is so tender. 
I've held on to this dear Ken shirt from the early 70's because it reminds me of dad.
 I want to laugh and cry. You never know the gifts our departed leave behind.
 I have a short story - it is intertwined with my Heavenly Father's goodness…. 

I added my father's info on Find A Grave (on the web) - I was able to settle him with his other deceased family members in this way. I also learned a lot about my ancestors. 
Fast forward two years… this February, my other sister and niece found me
 by also researching ancestors on Find A Grave.  My love doubled.
 I already have a beautiful sister and niece (Michelle and Danaye), 
and now I have two more beautiful souls in my life - Deborah and Sara.  
When I was little, I always knew I had a half-sister from my dad's previous marriage. 
 I treasured the picture that I saw - a black and white photo of teenage Deborah
 with brown shoulder length hair and thick bangs, 
with eye's like my Father's behind thick rimmed glasses…
 my half-sister, never forgotten.   Forty years later we finally connect. 

I have no words, only tears of gratitude to God. 
Some things take a long time, and then there's no such thing 
as 'time' anymore - we'll just all be together again.


  1. "You never know the gifts our departed leave behind."
    What a wonderful story of finding new family. That is truly a gift.