God Gave Us Memories...
I came across this picture from 1988. It was taken when we were building our new house in South Ogden. I sent it and a few others to Curtis. It wasn't that long ago that he was a little boy standing by his birthday sign and now he's a young man living thousands of miles away from home. I can't believe how quickly he has grown up.
"Those pictures are so sweet. Especially of the one of me and you in what is now the kitchen, and the one of me on my third birthday. Look at that sweet printer paper and my haircut. I was listening to a good hymn on the computer and it had a good touching piano part and I was looking through the photos. Brought a lagrima to the eye almost. It was like watching the high school graduation video. It's cool to look back on life and the memories that were had. "God gave us memories that we may have June roses in the December of our lives." President Monson always says that. Thanks for the photos. I saved a few."
"On Sunday I turn 21 years of age. Parabéns to me! I don't even feel like it. On Friday Elder Jones and I are going to the Quintal do Braz, the best pizza place in Sao Paulo. It is going to be great. I don't feel like I am getting that old, but time marches on. The work is going well. I am really focused and loving it even though it is hard at times. But yeah, just gotta keep on keepin' on. I hope your all doing well and I love you. Have a great week and send me a birthday card or better yet, a cake. Later, ya'll!"
1 Comments:
So right about memories. I have a lot of Curtis. What a cutie he was ( and is)I am a very proud Grandma!
By Anonymous, at 9:53 AM
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