There is a season and a time for every purpose under heaven...
A time to journal life's events
A time to reunite with golden friends
A time to draw family (afar) a little more near
A time to reflect on Blessings
A time to share
A time to build up
A time to love
For these reasons, I believe there is
A time to Blog...
3 comments:
I love it!
My Dear sweet Becky, you made me cry, I just saw your comment on Mandis blog! My girls need to hear amazing things like that about their Dad, Nate is the one person who is not afraid to talk about John to me, I love it!!!! You know your family is our favorite!! My girls and I love you all so much, thank you for all you do! love you
I had to call my mom and read your comment to her,because I didn't recognize "suz" and your picture was small and I couldn't really tell it was you.Once I figured it out and wasn't weirded out that someone knew all about me and my family,I was so incredibly touched by your words.Your family has truly been a blessing to ours and I do think Nate and my dad were friends in the pre- existence.He is such an amazing person,Lexi thinks so fondly of him and always says how much she loves him,and I know My mom has had comfort from your guy's love for my dad. I really miss my dad,being away is so hard, and I know it would be better if he were here because my mom wouldn't have to be working and that she would be able to have the time and money to come and see us more.This is why it is so imparitive that I come so often. My heart aches daily for my family, they are my rocks.I love my mom so much and I am so glad that she has good friends like you,and that lindsay loves you so much and has so much fun with you guys.Every time I come to your ward I am always excited to see you because you are a breath of fresh air,always a glow about you and you are so pure.You have a beautiful welcoming smile and you and Nate are truly angels.Sorry to unload on you,you just have that way about you,I wish you would come to Thanksgiving with us,you would always be welcome.
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