It's a rare thing for me to see or even to have pictures of myself as a very young child. My mom didn't have a camera, believe it or not. But thanks to some really wonderful grandparents (on both sides of my family) there are a few out there.
My auntie Di sent these over a few weeks ago. I had never seen them before. This one of me and my paternal grandparents was taken sometime in 1974 at K-Mart. I was 2 years old. I am so glad to have this picture! Although I did not spend a lot of time with my dad growing up, I did spend time with his parents. I was very fond of them and of course my auntie Di. She is only 12 years older than me, and would always play Barbies, and let me play to my hearts content on the organ. She was always enthusiastic, no matter how many times she heard the song! Thanks Di...love you!
This picture of me and my Grandpa touched me so much, I cried when I saw it. He passed away last December. He is missed every single day. He was the very BEST hugger in the world! He always had smile on his face. There is a very special place in heaven for a Grandpa like that. I am so gratful that my grandparents took the time to have these pictures taken. These are all I have like this!
Anyway, there is a long story about the relationship or lack there of with my Dad. Some of you know it already, so I'll spare the details. A few years ago I tried to mend the fence with him and we made arrangements to see one another after nearly 15 years. He had never met my children, and has still never met my husband. Just before we moved to Juneau, I had the opportunity to bring Alex and Camryn to Utah for a visit. They met their Grandpa Werner for the first time in April 2003. The photo of me and the kids is with him. My grandparents (April 2003) and my aunt Diane and her hubby James (May 2008) are the other two pictures.
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