Life Together-Day Trip
Latter life is special. Blessings come when visiting a parent. They are not a burden - those who raised you up, if indeed you had a good one.
My Dad is almost 88 and I am thankful he is still here. He loves his kids to visit, a good meal and is always thankful. I am thankful for him and also my husband who is generous to help me load and unload the car and join in with conversation. It has been 4 ½ years of almost weekly visits.
— by Poet
chatting:::cooking:::cleaning
praying:::eating:::clearing
washing:::gathering:::hugging
three
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different
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highways
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home:::sweet:::home
together:::alone:::separate
time:::goes so:::fast
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