Family is life’s greatest gift, and I’m truly blessed to call mine my own.
My son and daughter are now grown, each with families of their own, and both live nearby in beautiful West Virginia. Even with everyone’s busy schedules—work, church, kids’ sports, and the daily demands of life—we still make time to be together. Whether we’re gathering at each other’s homes or taking a trip now and then, every moment shared is a treasure.
One of my greatest joys is having all of us around the table. I often tell my children that being their mother has been the greatest joy of my life. As they’ve grown, motherhood hasn’t ended, it has simply transformed. No matter how old they get, I still long for real conversations and connection. I pray for them daily, asking for wisdom, protection, and guidance in their lives. I want to walk beside them, encouraging their dreams, covering them in prayer, and offering a mother’s heart full of love and hope. Mothering truly never ends; it is a lifelong journey rooted in love, faith, and prayerful intention.
Then there are my grandchildren—four of them—full of life and energy, pure joy in every way. They call me “Gigi,” and each one is among the greatest blessings I’ve ever received. We love taking walks together down the country road where I live, always finding little adventures along the way. I’m their loudest cheerleader at their sports events, and I cherish having them over for sleepovers, especially those quiet, sweet moments of tucking them in at night. I am deeply thankful for these times we share.
My family’s importance extends far beyond my immediate household. It includes both of my brothers and their families, along with many cousins, aunts, and uncles. They are all a part of who I am. My parents offered me land to build a home on the farm that has been in the family for over 50 years—both before and after my husband passed away. After choosing different paths and experiences, I have now chosen, in this mid-life season as a single woman, to purchase the family home on the farm. Though my mother and daddy are no longer here, living near my children, grandchildren, and brothers has brought me deep comfort, strength, and a true sense of belonging. My soul is at peace.
Every day, I am thankful for my children and their families, for my brothers and their families, and for the unbreakable bonds that span generations.
Family is life’s greatest gift, and I’m truly blessed to call mine my own.
My son and daughter are now grown, each with families of their own, and both live nearby in beautiful West Virginia. Even with everyone’s busy schedules—work, church, kids’ sports, and the daily demands of life—we still make time to be together. Whether we’re gathering at each other’s homes or taking a trip now and then, every moment shared is a treasure.
One of my greatest joys is having all of us around the table. I often tell my children that being their mother has been the greatest joy of my life. As they’ve grown, motherhood hasn’t ended, it has simply transformed. No matter how old they get, I still long for real conversations and connection. I pray for them daily, asking for wisdom, protection, and guidance in their lives. I want to walk beside them, encouraging their dreams, covering them in prayer, and offering a mother’s heart full of love and hope. Mothering truly never ends; it is a lifelong journey rooted in love, faith, and prayerful intention.
Then there are my grandchildren—four of them—full of life and energy, pure joy in every way. They call me “Gigi,” and each one is among the greatest blessings I’ve ever received. We love taking walks together down the country road where I live, always finding little adventures along the way. I’m their loudest cheerleader at their sports events, and I cherish having them over for sleepovers, especially those quiet, sweet moments of tucking them in at night. I am deeply thankful for these times we share.
My family’s importance extends far beyond my immediate household. It includes both of my brothers and their families, along with many cousins, aunts, and uncles. They are all a part of who I am. My parents offered me land to build a home on the farm that has been in the family for over 50 years—both before and after my husband passed away. After choosing different paths and experiences, I have now chosen, in this mid-life season as a single woman, to purchase the family home on the farm. Though my mother and daddy are no longer here, living near my children, grandchildren, and brothers has brought me deep comfort, strength, and a true sense of belonging. My soul is at peace.
Every day, I am thankful for my children and their families, for my brothers and their families, and for the unbreakable bonds that span generations.
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