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I really have the best mother-in-love. She became a mother to Randall when he was five years old. She married his dad and has loved Randall like her own since day one. Molly was a God send for Randall and without her we would not have met each other. |
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| I have the best time with Molly. She makes me laugh and she laughs with me. I love laughter from a pure heart. She has one of the purest. Her love for Jesus is evident in how she loves us. I treasure that. I know all the mother-in-law jokes and the stigma that often comes with that relationship, but we are not like that. We have a Ruth and Naomi type relationship. I would go with her and she would go with me to the very end. |
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She is Henry’s Nana and there is nothing more precious than those two together. Nana likes to come get him or have Randall bring him to her for over night stays quiet often. They live 1 hour from us. She and Papa (Randall’s dad) frequent garage sales and rack up on toy deals that make for hours of fun at their house for our little guy. It amazes me what they find. |
Henry really is blessed with lots of grandparents who love him. My mama always says that Henry is “one loved little boy” and it is very true. He is surrounded by those who love the Lord and show him that love in return. We have made the decision to shield him from those who may not show him or his parents that kind of love. I think it offends a few but we press on to a higher calling. Nothing is more important to us than raising him in the way God instructs us. It comforts us to know we can leave Henry in the care of grandparents who share that common bond. Nothing glues a group together like Jesus! In this photo he and Nana are playing the piano and singing at her house. We all laugh at his cute little sweater vests because he looks just like my daddy in them. His Grandaddy takes great delight in that, of course!
If you do not know Jesus…message Julie or me. We would love to share this unending love with you! I know we talk about it a lot and I would hate to be accused of not being willing to share it with any of you. It is for everyone. It is not exclusive. It is all inclusive!
Abby
Life With My Sister 