As I was thinking about some sweet memories, I stopped and thought, I am the Mamaw now. Me and Billy are Mamaw and Papaw. Some day will our grands think this, wish they could come to our house one more time? What kind of memories are we making? What kind of things are we doing with them? Will they be good memories or a time they would rather forget?
I think our grands really enjoy the things we do with them and the time we spend with them but I will be thinking and praying on this. I will be thinking and praying on making even more memories before we are just that a memory.
What about you, what kind of memories do you have? What kind are you making?
Until next time,