It would be hard to think of anything but joy when I remember Mary.
AnnaLeah stages a photoshoot: What a pair! AnnaLeah directed a photoshoot of Mary “reading” a book.
Tag Archives: joy and sorrow
Mary, full of joy, wrote to herself, “I hope that I will be living every day as if it were my last.”
AnnaLeah and Mary loved their niece and nephew to the moon and back (except when they were fussy!). They would have loved their brand-new precious nephew as well.
I have to admit when I saw this photo of him today–one month old–I couldn’t help but think how cheated we all were. They will never know him here. He will never know them. But I am very grateful for this new bundle of joy brought into our family.
Photo Album of Mary & Gertie’s Namesake: Our For-Real St. Bernard
I will never forget what Mary wrote to herself, “I hope that I will be living every day as if it were my last.” And she and her sister did–full of laughter and joy. Loving. . .
Celebrating Life. Figuring out how old they would have been–year after year. Minus 40, then minus 4.
When I was taking a walk this morning and wishing that AnnaLeah and Mary could have been with me to celebrate my 60th birthday, I realized that it won’t be as hard as I thought to figure out each year how old they would have been.
As their siblings get older and leave AnnaLeah and Mary behind in their dust, I was worried that as I age I would have to work hard to calculate their would-have-been ages. It will be easy though. AnnaLeah was born when I was 40 (she liked to use her age to figure out how old I was!). And Mary was 4 years younger than her. So I simply have to take my age, subtract 40 for AnnaLeah and then 4 more for Mary.
I would have been 62 when Mary turned 18. My baby. Whom I was counting on to take care of me when I got older. (The rest of them will have to take up the slack.) She would have liked the walk I took in the woods today and the frisbee golf course.
I am thankful for my family and the wonderful memories I will always have.
