Tears in my eye

If you know the history between my mom and myself, you will understand why these photos bring tears to my eyes.

We are very lucky, no, blessed, that my mom is here to love, snuggle and play with Reid. Every day with her is a blessing. I remember the awful night she had her heart attack. That was six years ago. The doctors told us there was a chance that she would not make it through the night. 10 days later after having stints put in her heart and being in the CCU at OHSU in Portland, she was able to come home and make a full recovery! A couple of years later, she lost most of her eye sight, and just this year, she had a stroke and we almost lost her again. She is a wonderful person and a caring mom and grandma, I couldn't imagine Reid growing up without her in his life. Now she is on dialysis three times a week, and somehow she is still smiling. Reid, Rudd and I are smiling too, and thanking God for watching over her. I thank God everyday for being able to see Reid and my mom like this...and for the time we get to spend with her.