The Greatest Birthday Gift
A dear kind family friend tracked me down to give me a painting done by my father, who passed away when I was 5 years old. This dear kind friend - well, our parents were close friends when we were younger.
This morning I cleaned it up and hung the painting in my home.
I have a painting of my mom's childhood home and now I have this painting by my father.
I feel so very blessed and thankful to have both of these family treasures that will always remind me of both of my parents.
Having these paintings hung in my home make me and my home feel full and more complete.
That may be sappy but it is how I feel.
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