Rest from Her Labors
|Pausing during our niece's wedding reception|
But when it's time, it's time. She just took her last breath and was gone. We're so grateful that she wasn't in the hospital, ill, undergoing procedures, or separated from her family. God was merciful.
I'm so grateful to have had Julie in my life. Not only was she the matriarch of the incredible family into which I married, but she and I just hit it off immediately when we first met. We had a lot more in common than loving her son. Julie was the first generation of her family to be born in the United States. Her parents had come from the Ukraine. They brought with them all the artistic skills that we now value as crafts, but at the time were just necessary for daily life.
|She's wearing the cotton wrap I made her for her birthday last summer|
|The sunset from Julie's back porch|
|Roses in Julie's garden|