I've always heard that "time heals all wounds". I guess maybe time heals some wounds. It might make a few more bearable. But there are some that never, ever go away. I prefer God's work over time's work any day, though.
Here's me and Ron, I don't know exactly when, but I was probably 13 or 14. It's supposed to be like the "American Gothic" painting, but it was always hard to keep a straight face around Ron.
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I love this photo and the happy memories surrounding it. Thanks for posting it. Love you!
And thank you for your permission to post it!
I was just thinking that the first sugar snap peas I ever ate were from Ron's garden. I love them so much that I grow them every year now, and my girls love them too. Two years ago I couldn't pick them without bawling, but this year I can, so I guess that's progress.
i don't think it ever gets easier, it just gets ... different. i love this photo kim. it's perfect.
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