My sister came today for the weekend. She is helping to sort some of my parent’s memorabilia. She worked with both my mom and my dad as they each created a beautiful genealogy scrapbook. The books are an incredible resource of historical articles and photographs that date back even centuries. Today we looked through a box of keepsakes from my parent’s high school days. There were school yearbooks, autograph books, letters, and photographs. It’s hard to believe that they carried these things around for over 70 years, to all the different places we lived. And for us to look through them now, the feeling is priceless. Beyond any monetary value that they may or may not be worth. We were looking into another time and place that was part of our parents’ lives and trying to envision what it was like for them. Even though my sister had done so much work with them putting together their family history, she had still never seen most of the contents of the box. It was another day of discovering family treasures.

I Found God today remembering my parent’s past.