count ‘em—one, two, three

In 1969, God started blessing Paul and me with children. Three, eventually. All those years of raising them, I took for granted the many opportunities we had to see all of them in the same room at the same time.

These days it’s a rare occurrence. And I know better than to take it for granted.
Taylor, Ben, me, Quinn

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