I suppose I’ve had a few people accuse me of being a sentimental person. This past week I was reminded that it’s now been fifteen years since Jason’s mother passed away. It’s amazing how important of a role this one person who I never knew has played in my life. I’ve been told how much Hope reminds others of Jason’s mother when she was about the same age. Though I’ve seen most of the family photos, it wasn’t until today that I sat and physically compared photos of her and Hope. I’ll let you be the judge:
The photo of Hope (on the left) was taken today and Jason’s mother (on the right) is close to the same age. Now I must admit I’ve always felt blessed having Hope. Not only was she our first child, but she was also the first granddaughter on Jason’s side of the family. His mother had hoped for a girl and ended up with four boys – so we can’t help but think that she helped bless us with our little angel. And I say angel because that what she is, but after seeing these photos I truly believe there are angels among us.