Remembering the Smiles
March 24, 2009 § 4 Comments
My husband is the youngest of a large family. Last week we spent some time with his family remembering one of his older brothers that had recently passed away.
I think the youngest has it good when everyone is little. The baby gets doted on, taken along on many big brother’s & sister’s adventures and never gets told to set an example because they are older. But now that we are all older, I think being the youngest is harder. There will probably be more good-byes as older brothers and sisters pass on. I’m thankful that they will not be permanent good-byes, but see-ya-laters until we meet again in heaven.
Until then, we are remembering the smiles and the adventures. We’ll see you again one day, Frank.