my little (big) guy
is getting so hard to carry these days.
it breaks my heart when i think about it
so i try not to let those thoughts settle.
instead, i have been strapping him onto my back
in my trusty ergo.
and you know what?
he’s happy as a clam there, too.
Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror;
then we shall see face to face.
Now I know in part;
then I shall know fully,
even as I am fully known.
1 Corinthians 13:12
1956. a very quiet house
1957. big plans for the afternoon
1958. taco night
1959. B’s sacrifices
1960. baby photo-taking
