92 years young.
Yesterday, I went to church with my mom at the church I grew up in. Though I started going somewhere different after college, my mom continues to go there and gives a ride every Sunday morning to our favorite oldest girlfriend, Frances. She is the youngest 92-year-old you will meet, and has always been close to my heart because she was the person who lead me to getting baptized when I was 13. I am so grateful now looking back at how God used her to encourage me to accept Jesus into my heart, then beginning the rebirth of my new life as a Christian. Yet, with how important Frances has always been in my life, I realized, I've never had a picture of her.
After church, Frances came over to my parents' house to celebrate and grill out for Memorial Day, and I snuck her outside to take a few pictures of her. Here are some of my favorite shots and a slideshow to her favorite hymn! I just laughed when she showed up in hot pink and how perfectly she would match my blog!
Happy Memorial Day to everyone!