The Cape Hatteras Lighthouse

lighthouse

Our Alma Mater

JMU's Wilson Hall against our beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains

JMU

4th of July

Fireworks at the Nation's capital

4th of July

Generations

Our boy and Great Grandpa

Generations

On Top of the World

On the Mountain

Christmas Picture

The boys at our favorite Christmas tree farm

Boys

WWII Memorial

Posing with history

WWII Memorial

Baby with a Sun Hat

A lady on holiday...

Sun Hat

Let's Go Fly a Kite...

Flying our new kite at the beach

Kite

Beach Bums

Our guys checking out something in the sand

Beach Bums

The Sunset

Watching another beautiful soundside sunset

Momma watching the Sunset

Watching the Sunset

Watching the sunset over the Sound

Sunset

Moon over Arizona

Looking up at the moon from the mountains near Phoenix

Moon

Deep Thoughts

Contemplating the duck-pond

Deep Thoughts

Inside the Box

A moment of rest

In the Box

Gardening with Grandma

Helping to plant flowers

Planting

Not So Sure

Any idea what she is thinking?

Baby

Finding Comfort

Nothing like a thumb to suck and arms to hold you

The Brothers

Best of friends (most of the time)

Playing Coy

Our shy little lady

Daddy's Girl

Mommy & Her Girl

Christmas tree hunting

Woodcutters

Who gets to cut down the tree?

Sweet Siblings

Snuggles for a baby sister

Celebrating

The Big Three

Loving The Snow

Snow Bear

Watching

And obviously very entertained

Winter Fun

Sledding anyone?

Two Beauties

Mommy's favorite girl and favorite flower

Staying Cool In The Sun

Already a fashion plate

The Angel Returns

Dec 9th, 2008 by angie | 3

Do y’all remember The Angel In My Room? If not, take a minute and read this post from last year, because…

Who should call me the day before my surgery to see what was happening and where I would be?

Yep. Grandaddy Smith.

And after I was all gowned up and ready to go into surgery, the nurse showed up with a card for me, and who should it be from?

Yep. Grandaddy Smith.

And Friday afternoon while I was in post-op, who should come knocking at my door to visit me?

Yep. Grandaddy Smith.

And guess what he did?

Oh, he sang to me. Again.

That man is truly a messenger from God!

“In the midst of winter, I found there was within me an invincible summer.” (Albert Camus)

3 Comments on “The Angel Returns”


  1. The Roost said:

    He is one special Grandaddy. That is the sweetest thing in the world!


  2. Monica said:

    “Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by doing so some have unwittingly entertained angels.” Hebrews 13:2 Praising God for sending an angel to minister to you.


  3. Justin said:

    That sounds a lot better than being serenaded by the dude at Sergio’s who was singing to the women at our table many years ago … Slowhand’s ‘Cocaine’ into ‘Let’s Pray.’

    We think of you and the family often!

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