Thursday, April 2, 2009

Happy birthday to my Gwennie!

I do not remember my life before Gwenn was in it. (Literally!) I was 20 months old when she was born, so she's always been there, in my mind. When we were little, we fought like crazy (sorry, Gwennie), but we also made forts and made up languages and argued over who was going to be Paula/Carol when we played Magic Garden.
This will likely be the last birthday for a while that Gwenn and I will be in the same country. In 25 days, she's moving to Haiti to follow God's call on her and Nick's life to "feed the widows and the orphans". I am so proud of them, and so sad for me. But the proud is DEFINITELY bigger than the sad.
Thank You, Jesus, for my Gwennie.






6 comments:

nanajobx said...

love to look at the old pictures.

Melody Strayer said...

Yeah, me too, Ma. How is it that I haven't seen those pictures, though?

Gretchen said...

Melody- They were in a photo album that Mom put together for me when I graduated (? I think that was the occasion...perhaps it was the Christmas of my senior year.)

Jon Bender said...

the top photo looks like it could be Abbie and Josiah.
Jon

Melody Strayer said...

Yeah, it does, Jon. But if it was, Josiah would probably be hitting Abbie. (Just kidding!)

Connie G said...

I love the pic of you two under the umbrella.