My two girls and I loaded up our trailblazer and surprised Grandma in Cincinnati a few weeks ago. It was fabulous. We crammed a weekend full of playing outside, taking photos and walking down memory lane. You see, when your husbands grandfather (who is a Veteran) is 103 and still lives in his home that he has lived in with his wife for over 70 years, with all of the original furniture that is now not just antiques but family treasures, you know the importance of photographing not only his home but everyone in it…especially Grandpa. 

 This home is warm because of Grandpa, two Aunts and Uncle and my Mother in law who help Grandpa daily. They tend to his garden as he jokes with them that they aren’t doing it right because he can't do it himself. Not the way he’s done it for so many years. That is the hard part of being 103. He watches through his big window at the beautiful flowers and is grateful to them for all they do to upkeep the beauty. 

 This home is warm because of Grandpa, two Aunts and Uncle and my Mother in law who help Grandpa daily. They tend to his garden as he jokes with them that they aren’t doing it right because he can't do it himself. Not the way he’s done it for so many years. That is the hard part of being 103. He watches through his big window at the beautiful flowers and is grateful to them for all they do to upkeep the beauty. 

      They all care so much for him, look just like him and bring each other peace and love. It was a joy to walk through the halls of a home with so many memories, hear my girls playing on a piano that my aunts played on so many years ago as little ones. We took photos outside by the gardens and inside by the fireplace. What amazing things photos are. Something that can’t be taken away, a memory to last beyond our memories.       We spent the morning reading books eating homemade apple sauce and being together. It was so wonderful.     

 

  They all care so much for him, look just like him and bring each other peace and love. It was a joy to walk through the halls of a home with so many memories, hear my girls playing on a piano that my aunts played on so many years ago as little ones. We took photos outside by the gardens and inside by the fireplace. What amazing things photos are. Something that can’t be taken away, a memory to last beyond our memories. 

  We spent the morning reading books eating homemade apple sauce and being together. It was so wonderful. 

 

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  While we were in Cincinnati, we had the pleasure of seeing the rest of my husband’s family. My father in law planned the BEST dinner and had all the Slaughter family side over. It was perfect. The night was filled with little girls playing, grown ups playing like little girls, grown men dancing like little girls and everyone else laughing at them! We also made time for a family photo of course, only missing one kid (we love you, Uncle Kevin). This was very important to me. We have lived far away from Cincinnati for quite some time and my girls have been not so good travelers. Now that we are closer…This is what is important. Memories, family, good food and laughter. 

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  This is Grandma and Grandpa Slaughter. They have been married for 62 years, he is a Veteran, Retired Detective and Police Chief. We have so much love for these two. 

  This is Grandma and Grandpa Slaughter. They have been married for 62 years, he is a Veteran, Retired Detective and Police Chief. We have so much love for these two. 

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  As we gear up for the season of THINGS, I hope this reminds you of what is really truly important. I’m not sure Grandpa Rein remembers what he got for Christmas 20 years ago. But I bet you he remembers the phone calls, the trips, the letters, the photos, the Christmas cards and the simple conversations people spent on him. I wonder if Grandpa Slaughter would prefer I make a trip in January to see him again or that I buy him a more exuberant gift? Gifts are nice ways to show our love, but LOVE is a great way to show our love as well! Take a moment to slow down and enjoy these passing moments with those that you love, my friends! Everything else just doesn’t matter.   Be Blessed! Lindsay

  As we gear up for the season of THINGS, I hope this reminds you of what is really truly important. I’m not sure Grandpa Rein remembers what he got for Christmas 20 years ago. But I bet you he remembers the phone calls, the trips, the letters, the photos, the Christmas cards and the simple conversations people spent on him. I wonder if Grandpa Slaughter would prefer I make a trip in January to see him again or that I buy him a more exuberant gift? Gifts are nice ways to show our love, but LOVE is a great way to show our love as well! Take a moment to slow down and enjoy these passing moments with those that you love, my friends! Everything else just doesn’t matter. 

Be Blessed! Lindsay