Seven Minutes

    I've given myself seven minutes to write. Of course, that means my dear husband has come in to show me something. ~smile~ I told him nope, I've given myself seven minutes. I'll come in seven minutes. This is silly and fun. Before I started, I found this photo to share. This is over ten years old now. Maybe close to fifteen years old. I absolutely love it. 

    I did my best to teach my children that they were best friends forever. Other friends come and go. These are my three younger children— Emily, Amy, and Michael. They're still good friends. They're spread out just a bit now; but, all three live within an hour's drive of each other and me! My eldest, Matthew lives about an hour from here, too. He and Emily are farther apart, but I'm so blessed that they all come home at once sometimes. Amy brings her husband and son as well.

    This is one of the greatest joys of my life. I still get to be with all of our kids, my son-in-love, and my grandson regularly. I am truly happy about that.

   I'm in a different stage of life; we all are. I'm thankful for the happy memories that I have raising my little flock of four on a short shoestring budget in a little house by the creek between Oz and the Ozarks.

    Time's up. That was fun! Shall I edit? Nope, you get it just as it was typed. 

God bless you all!

Hey, join me in this. Write a seven minute post or comment, and tag me in the comments. I'll come and read it and write back! 

Laura

Happy Memories

Jesus is the Risen Son of God who came in the flesh.