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This is a young picture of my mom. Below is a picture of mom and dad. I blewup facebook last night with lots old family pictures. My cousins and I had a great time commenting and looking at the photos.

I had others of my dad's family. Too many to put up here.  Some of my blogger friends are on facebook too.  So I'm saying sorry for blowing up your newsfeed with all my family shots. 

Frozen Precip

We didn't get snow. This is what we woke up to this morning.

On the bird house...

On the barn...

Up in the tree...

And down on the ground... Frozen Collards, anyone?

Last One

The last stop of the day was the Bodie Lighthouse. It was almost closing time when we arrived. She was covered up and they were making repairs.

So I quickly jumped out of the truck, held up the quilt, and my husband took the picture.

The day started with a lighthouse and ended with a lighthouse. The very next week, Sandy visited the Outer Banks and made a mess. They are still repairing the roads. I'm so glad we took the trip.

More of the Quilt Story

Just a quick blog to see if I can do this. On the day that we took the quilt along, my husband spied the perfect place to pose the quilt. We passed it and I never even saw it on the way down to the museum. So he was driving back up toward Buxton looking for a "spaceship"? We let it get past again, but turned around to get the picture.

As we turned in, he noticed that someone else had a camera set up and seemed to be taking a picture also. He asked if we were getting in her way and she said, "No, go ahead".

After we took our pictures, she walked over to talk to us. She said she had just talked to the owner of the "spaceship". A man from Greenville had it built and he and his family stayed in it when they came to the beach. She was doing a documentary for school. If this ever shows up on PBS, you do not know the woman with the southern drawl!! And I will deny it forever!!

Okay, if this works, I used the HTML tab.

Blogger, Blogger...

I know I'm not the only one having troubles with blogger.  Had a post mostly written out, and then this little notice comes up saying I signed out from another location and did I want to sign in again... What?  How does that even happen?  Oh well, maybe tomorrow....

Not Sleeping

So tonight I cannot sleep.  My mind will not turn off even though I took my pills. 

Mama died Dec.16, 2012.  She was the first person I knew on this earth.  She often told me that I looked like an old dishpan when I was born. (I guess I was very wrinkled.)  And in that day, the mothers stayed in bed for a period of time.  She told me that Mrs. Roxie McLawhorn gave me my first bath. My mama was only a child, herself, at the time.  She was 16 and my father was 19 when they married.  They had been married for a year and a few days before I was born.  We lived in the home with my grandparents. Fifteen months later, my dear sister Carol was born.  She and I continued to live with mama and our grandparents while my daddy was sent to fight in the second World War. Later my sister, June, my brother, Billy, my brother ,Bennie, my sister, Peggy, and my brother Steve joined our family.

I remember my sister, June, saying on the day mama died, that we didn't know it yet, but we had lost our best friend. The only hope we have of seeing mama again will be when the LORD comes to takes us all home.  Tonight, I am truly missing my mama. She did the best she knew how raising her children.  We were spanked and taught right from wrong. None of us got into big trouble and have become parents to our own children and grandchildren and a couple of us have great grandchildren. Most of us are church goers and are trying to raise our children as close to GOD as we can.

None of our parents were perfect, but I must say that my mom and dad did well by us.  I'm sad tonight, but, as she told us during that last week in the hospital, she had had a long life and if it was her time... it was her time. I'm sure we will be a long time getting past this hurt.  I would definitely wish that people would be praying for us as we suffer this grief. GOD IS GOOD and he will get us through this time.  We are starting the process of moving on.

This little great great grandchild of hers, she never met in person. This is a picture of me holding him at our get together before Christmas.