The older one below was my partner in crime growing up. We always got in trouble at some point, and our grandmother would make us sit in the livingroom and read the bible when we fought with one another. She taught me how to clean pig pens and help calm down a steer. We always talked about sneaking out at night on an adventure of running through some neighboring orange groves, but we never did it. She was my closest cousin in age and friendship. I sure do love this gal.
It was a wonderful day of family fellowship and reflecting on the blessings that have engulfed each of our lives not only this year, but for the past several years.