Wednesday, January 4, 2012

The Oldest and the Youngest

I didn't take many pictures at my mom's house. In fact, these are the only ones I took, and it was at the request of my grandmother. She asked if I would take some pictures of the "oldest" with the "youngest". I was more than happy to oblige. Therese and Jack both love their great-grandmother with such a sweet love. They are drawn to her when she walks in the door. They run to her with smiles of joy and hug her tight.


And she loves them right back. The smile on Grams' face when they come to her lights up my heart.


When I was little, I would stay with Grams and Grandad for several days by myself each summer. It was such a treat to have them all to myself. Their house did not have many toys, but I never lacked for things to do. My grandmother and I would practice cross-stitching, or dress up, or go through her jewelry box and try on all the pretty things. My grandad made the best gadgets and told the funniest jokes and would carve little trinkets out of walnuts.


These two ladies are very special to me. I am glad they are forming their own special bond.

99 years separate them, the oldest and the youngest.

2 comments:

  1. Oh, this gave me goosebumps! What special times and special memories for both of them.

    Beautiful, thank you for sharing them both with us!

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  2. Wonderful! You will always treasure these photos, and Therese will too. How precious!

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