We didn't do anything fancy. I grilled some chicken and cooked a few side dishes. Amy brought a great salad with all the yummy accoutrement and Holly made a fantastic Not Yo' Mama's Banana Pudding for our dessert. All together, it was delicious meal! But the best part was having us all together. The girls and I laughed and talked about recipes, etc., the guys talked hunting, property, etc., and the younger ones chased chickens, carried chickens, and watched tv, while Hannah goofed off with us older girls and drove the golf cart around.
Each time I got close to one of my grandkids, I hugged and held on tight, whispering to her...or him...how much I loved each one. How glad I was to have them at my house. These children are my heart. I have missed them tremendously. I didn't want to let them go. As the evening progressed I thought about how blessed Byron and I are. I wouldn't change anything about my girls, their husbands or their children. This is the family God has given us. They are a perfect fit and I am grateful for them all.
And that's it. There's no huge story to tell. Nothing overtly exciting happened. We got together, ate a great meal, and enjoyed the evening. And for this, I am humbly grateful.
Father, thank you. Thank you! You are good to me. You are good.
Love,
Suz
1 comment:
you throwing a mean family dinner. :) i love it! love you...xoxo
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