5 generations

(This is one of those posts that has been sitting in my "drafts" folder for a while... )

My Great Grandpa and my son are 102 years apart.  That's so crazy to think about!!  1912 and 2012 are very different years.

We had a very special opportunity to visit him in September and who knew that they'd be the best of friends :)

He had to ask a few times what his name is... but he guessed he was "about a half a year" which he was a little over 4 months old then.  

5 generations is pretty special!

And I suppose I revisited this post from my drafts folder because I've been thinking about them a lot.  My grandma's Heavenly home is being prepared for her to arrive very soon.  About a month after this photo, she learned of her diagnosis of pancreatic cancer.  And only a few months after that diagnosis that cancer has taken over her body.  We've been blessed to spend some time with her in her last days and it was comforting to hear that she's not afraid of death.  No Christian should be and that's a promise I'm clinging to these days.  

" No fear in death, no guilt in life, this is the power of Christ in me."