“I am the family face; flesh perishes, I live on, projecting trait and trace through time to times anon, and leaping from place to place over oblivion.” ~ Thomas Hardy

Amazing how our heart works even when our brain is sad and tired. After reading this quote I chose last night for this post, I realized how applicable it is right now to my family’s life. As my precious mother lies in a pretty much comatose state dying from the return of breast cancer (now in the liver and kidneys), this is ever so true of our family.

My mother’s flesh may perish, but her love in the family’s faces will live forever in our hearts. I will look at my precious Tommy and remember the love she had for her first-born grandson as she and the rest of the family met me in the hallway on August 15th on my stretcher, and I will also look in the faces of his two twin boys and remember the “twinkle” of excitement in her eyes when she lived to see her third and fourth great-grandchildren born — twins too. Yes, the family face does live on. Her flesh may perish, but she will be here with us forever and ever until we are all reunited once again for Eternity.

These are four of the faces I love most; the ones I long to see; the ones I long to hug and embrace — it started with the face on the right, and these faces continue to grow — some in Memphis, Tennessee, and even more in Muleshoe, Texas. As my mother would say, “Grandchildren are just GRAND!” But so are my sons!

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