My father died when I was five years old and my mother died earlier this month when I was 32.5 years old. They were beautiful people inside and out. I love this picture and I have several more from the same day that have not yet been digitized.
I am lucky to have a sister that can relate to all the emotions and strange anxieties that go along with losing our father when we were so young and now losing our mother also before her time. I am also fortunate to have a wonderful step father who loved my mother dearly and missses her intensely. I know that he will be there for me for the rest of his life.
I am so glad to have a wonderful husband of my own and four awesome kids. I hope I am around for them for a long time to come.