While visiting my family, I went a-looking through the family picture boxes (a favorite pastime of mine) and found some gems from Central America. I brought a few home with me, and some of them I put up in my kitchen to keep me company. I think Papa took them. The little chubby blonde girl making the silly face is me.





2 comments:
What precious memories! I can't decide if those days feel like yesterday or another lifetime ago. Anyway, these pictures are reminders of beautiful days and people who will always be part of our hearts--as well as of the goodness of God to us then and since.
Thanks for digging through the boxes and for posting-for-posterity, Kat. Makes me smile.
What beautiful pictures. I love them all...
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