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Mary's 70th

July 23, 2014  •  1 Comment

Myrtle Beach Wedding and Family Photos

 

 

She had twelve children; she has buried one. According to her children and loved ones who gathered on her birthday to tell stories and celebrate the day with her, she had lived a hard and "ragged" life. She laughed and cried last Saturday at her birthday party and when she had a quiet moment, I stole her away from her party. We wandered down a hall to find some good light to take her picture and I stopped her midway down. "Happy Birthday, Mrs. Brunson" I said quietly as the party erupted into another round of laughter. "I need to ask you something".

She smiled and said, "Anything".

"What is it? What is the thing, after all of these years, that you are the MOST proud of?"

She stopped for a moment and seemed to be giving the question serious consideration. "That's easy....I would have to say....(her eyes filling with tears now)....my children. You heard the speech? Where they said we lived "hard and ragged?"

"Yes ma'am, I did".

" I never noticed that part of it, I was looking at my babies."

Seventy years, twelve children and no matter where they have ended up and who they married or how many kids they had or how many tattoos, starched suits, perfectly styled hair or not; her babies are her pride.

Is it not so for any mother? Our children generally don't fully comprehend that sentiment until, of course, they have babies of their own. Yes dear babies, you are our most proud "thing"....Just in case you were wondering...

Her gallery is here.


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Anita Johnson
I Love what you have did with this about my mother. Thank you

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