A time to mourn

Ecclesiastes 2.A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; 4. A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;



The last couple of months, have been a time for mourning in my family. In late December, my father in law passed away.:(  I will always remember his super human strength. He was intimidating at first glance but such a nice respectful man when you sat down and spoke to him. Fred was his name. Fred and his wife fostered over 300 kids. My husband was one of the fortunate ones that was adopted .  Their legacy will be tough to match but their kindness and love lives on in the love and care they raised their children with (both adoptive and biological).
Mr. Harris you are missed.

 

On February 12, 2013 my grandmother passed away..:( She was blessed with 92 yrs. She raised more kids than she gave birth to. Her grandkids called her mom. She could smile and giggle all day long. She always had a story to tell you and knew how to cheer you up. A person like her is hard to find in this place. Cheerful giver describes her perfectly. Her house lacked so many things but her heart carried an abundace of love, laughter, and kindness. Her home was never quiet and visitors were always welcomed.  Coffee and tortillas were always in stock to pass around. Grandma, save me a seat in heaven.  Love you.

 We rest in the strength of the lord and pray for peace and comfort for everyone affected by the loss of these two wonderful people.