Time and memories are endless.  The cameo and pearls were my grandmothers.  She would have been 116 years old if she had lived today.  The stories she told of her younger years live on in my memories.   The Bible belonged to Richards grandmother and she passed it down to him before she died. Inside the bible is the birth, marriage and death dates of so many family members. Faith is a strong foundation of my life, and am always reminded that this bible is an inheritance passed down from generation to generation.  The pearls were my mothers.  She loved pearls and they were given to me when she  passed away.  Her love for me embraces me across time.        She will always be here with me.

As our kids were growing up we played games with them.  Scrabble, Rummikub; Uno; Domino’s; Chess and various other games.  We quickly learned that playing with Cameron often took time.  Especially playing Rummikub.  He had a habit of re-arranging the entire board, only to find out at the end his move did not work.  Time and patience is how we played the game.  He played chess with his father, because I apparently don’t play strategy games too well.

These hands have guided our children through 28 years of growing.  He has guided, worried, prayed, encouraged and disciplined.  Time has passed way to quickly.

Time is precious.  In December, 2 years ago, Amy had a bad accident that resulted in a number of surgeries.  I ended up travelling up to her 4 times over the year to be with her during the surgeries.  In September 1 year ago, she traveled with the Peace Corp to Macedonia to work as a teacher. She will be gone for 27 months. I was so grateful for the time I got to spend with her before she left the country even if it was in a nursing capacity.  During the time that we were there, we took a drive through to Paynes Prairie and did an impromptu shoot.

Life is a time line.  All living beings, human, plant, animals must die at some point in time. I love that this plant has died graciously with all it’s beauty still appealing to the eye.  I pray that I will age well and that I won’t worry about the looks but about the heart.  I hope that when my timeline comes to an end I will be able to say “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith” (2 Timothy 4:7)