A Door To the Past

This door has been opened a many time on this farm, that we now live on. It is worn and old and I am sure has many stories to tell over the past 100 years of being owned by the Stubbs family. I was walking around our farm this morning thinking about Grandma Jo and Grandpa Jack who have since gone to live with the Lord. Grandpa had his little bird call that he would call Grandma to see where she was at. That means more to me today then it did days ago. We would come over with our little boys and work along side them in their garden. Off to the side of the garden Grandma had planted her Peonies, that she would use on Memorial Day to decorate the grave stones as she called it. Today we will use those same Peonies on Grandpa's and her grave stones. It is kind of strange, that she planted them and we are now using them for her. I was wondering if the flowers I am planting now will be used on my grave someday. It seems like when you are young you will live forever. I am not thinking that now.

I am realizing that it is so important how you love your family now. Hope your day is blessed as you think of your loved ones, that are not with you today. Know that I am praying for you. For some I know that this day will be very difficult. Know that I am praying for you.