Grandma and her GREAT Grands

The circle of life is truly amazing. About a year ago, my mother came from the mountains of North Carolina to visit all her Florida “bunch.” Looking at this picture we took during her visit, I realized how my mother’s life will go on for many more generations through her children, grandchildren, great grandchildren, etc.

After bringing four children into the world, I decided that I had done more than my duty (2.3 children is national average I think) of repopulating the earth. I was not a natural as a birth mother. In other words, I didn’t want to bite on a leather strap during labor. I wanted whatever drugs were legally allowed. I wanted as much as they would give me and as soon as they could give them to me.

I guess I’m like most people, we want the gain with no pain. My mother’s mother (Mawmaw) lived to be 95 years old. She had 17 children, but five died as infants. She had almost all of them at her home in the Smokey Mountains without all the pain killing drugs I insisted upon. Until I had my own children, I never appreciated what she went through. All of Mawmaw’s children grew up to be well educated, God-fearing, trustworthy, and happy. Every one of them praised her for the unconditional love, patience, and encouragement that she gave to the end of her life. Do you ever wonder what your descendants will say about you? Like a pebble thrown in a river, our impact on others, positively or negatively, will have far reaching effects for generations to come. Whenever I sing these words to a beloved hymn in church, “May all who come behind us find us faithful,” I’m convicted about the circle my life is creating!