Several of my family have said I resemble my Grandmother Rainbolt. I got out this old picture from when I was 16. I think I do see a resemblance. My Aunt Lucille always said I looked like her. Grandma R. died when my Dad was 10 or 11 and soon after he fell from a moving train and cut off his foot. He lived for a couple of years at the rehabilitation hospital (Blodgett) in Grand Rapids, Michigan. He basically grew up without a mother. He was an amazing Dad though. I had an easy time loving my Abba Father because my earthly father taught me so much about unconditional love! I have so much to be thankful for!
Posted on: Tue, 09 Sep 2014 22:23:49 +0000