Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, in a place called Orangeburg, South Carolina, this story unfolded … a story that would change my family’s lives forever.
Mom and dad led my sister, Nel, and me through the darkness of it all.
They were our light.
They showed us the way.
They showed us the meaning …
The meaning of love.
For the rest of our lives we held the torch of love together.
And, I have faithfully passed the torch to my family as they have theirs.
On Christmas day, I know my dad and sister will be looking down from some heavenly place at the 96 candles shimmering brightly on mom’s birthday cake.
They will rejoice in knowing those little lights still unite each of us.
Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world …
My 91 Year Old Mom 