This morning I'd like to share some of the more recent pictures I have collected off Facebook and also taken myself of my children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
First I'll share this picture of my youngest grandson Brandon Hatcher and his girlfriend Krystal. They both came to visit me yesterday because they had some wonderful news that they wanted to share with me in person. When the time is right and it is confirmed, they will share their news with everyone, but for now it's our little secret here in blogland.
Don't Krystal and Brandon look happy? It's been a very hard and stressful year and a half for Brandon, but with Krystal by his side he seems to have weathered the storms that came his way. As we visited last night we discussed his mother and dad, but this time none of us cried. The joy in the air seemed magical and we talked about how his parents would have taken the news he came by to share with me. It was a bittersweet moment, but we all decided that his parents are watching from up above and probably throwing a party in celebration.
Next I'll share a picture of one of my other grandsons Zac Morris and his beautiful wife Jennifer. I am so proud of my grandchildren because they are all doing so well.
Next is another one of my grandsons and this is Matt Powell and his second wife Victoria.
Matt is enjoying life by trying out new jobs and just plain taking life by the horns and experiencing all that he can. He's a hard worker too, as all of my grandson's and their wives are too. I don't have any slackers and I'm so proud of all of my grandchildren, and I love them all very much.
All of my grandchildren are very athletic and love the out-doors, so they are constantly challenging themselves with lots of different activities. They boat, ski, hike, mountain climb, bike and motorcycle ride, and I'm sure I've left out many sports that they participate in. They seem to always be challenging themselves and I think I might have said that earlier.
All of my family are devout Christians and that is something I am very proud of myself.
Here is Toria Powell, who we all call Tori, and her son and my great-grandson Carson. I claim Tori as one of my grand-daughters even tho we are not blood related. That doesn't matter to me cause I will always love Tori as one of our own. Tori works alongside Megan and has done very well for herself, and I'm also very proud of her and her accomplishments, and of course you can see how beautiful she is too. We don't have any ugly people in our family :)
This is my daughter Sharon June Walker and her three grandchildren, which of course are my great-grandchildren. This picture was taken this past Easter Sunday and that's Jack in front, next is Myles next to Lyv and then Sharon behind. Jack is Zac's son and of course Myles & Lyv belong to Megan.
Sharon keeps the whole family going. She's the center cog in the wheel and all or almost all activities revolve around Sharon. She is about the most active of all of my children and there is nothing that she hasn't tried in the way of sports that is. She used to run marathons, but I think that has gone by the wayside with all of the other activities that she does. I was going to name one, but there isn't just one, there are so many things that she, Zac, Megan and the kids do all the time. I forgot to mention 4 wheeling with vehicles called Razors too. None of them mind getting dirty or muddy because they can jump into a stream and go kayaking and get all cleaned off. Heck, Sharon's little dog Bo even participates in all of their out-door activities. If I were in better shape I would love to join them too, but I think that all I can do for now is to cheer them on.
Last, but in no way least, is my daughter Suzanne Powell, her son Matthew, and his son Carson. These two are the center of Suzanne's world. Suzanne also loves the out-doors and likes to go kayaking with her grandson Carson, just as she did with her son Matt when he was that age.
Suzanne is our little angel. I remember my son Brian always calling Suzanne an angel. Suzanne has always been there for all of us. She watched over and took care of me in my worst times. She was always there to help. Even when I had my total hip replacement last November, I went to her house to recover and heal. I know I stressed her out a little because sometimes she can be a little on the squeamish side when it comes to wounds and bandaging up surgical sites. She also came down with a very bad UTI and at times I was a bit more than she could handle, but she pushed on and because of her I'm doing great after my surgery. I can't say enough about her dedication to her children which also includes Tori which Suzanne considers as a daughter. Tori is the daughter Suzanne never had and she would do anything for her.
Brian, my only son, passed away on Nov. 1, 2019 and his wife Reva passed on Dec. 25, 2021. We all knew that Reva wouldn't be with us much longer once Brian died. It was known to all that Reva didn't want to live this life without Brian, so when she passed away on Christmas Day we all knew that now she was at peace and no longer suffering in such terrible physical and mental anguish. She was now at peace, and I also in some way felt better that Brian had received the Christmas gift he longed for, for so long. Knowing that they were together once again in heaven eased the sadness I felt because of his death. Reva dying made it much easier for me to cope with their deaths. Don't get me wrong. At times I still feel great sadness that rushes over me when I see a picture of them together, and other times I just smile knowing that they are together forever now.
I have one more grandson. He is the oldest and his name is Brian Douglas Hatcher. I call him Doug, and Doug struggles with drug addiction. Doug has always been very sweet, kind and he was a son who would do whatever his father and mother asked of him without complaining, but the drugs found him and he is lost. He has spent most of his life locked up and I think he feels more comfortable there than he does when he is out because he never is out for very long. We all think of Doug from time to time, and last night his younger brother Brandon asked about him. Asked if I had heard anything from him and I told him that I had received a letter after their mother died and that was all. Doug is all the family that Brandon has left.....that is of his immediate family. Doug was Brandon's only brother and he wonders how Doug is feeling now that both parents died while he was incarcerated. Brandon needs his brother, but he doesn't need a brother around who is on drugs. Maybe Doug will kick the habit one day, but he has to choose that for himself.
So this is my immediate family, four generations counting myself. I love and miss them when they are not around and thank God for Facebook, Instagram and iCloud Sharing where I have watched them grow on an almost daily basis in pictures.
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