“Your ordinary acts of love and hope point to the extraordinary promise that every human life is of inestimable value.” ~ Desmond Tutu
grandma’s are the best
Today we bid a final farewell to Paul Yelton who died suddenly two weeks ago. We met at the Yelton family cemetery in Burlington, Kentucky to say our goodbyes. We came back to Pam and Joe Bick’s house for pizza, and that’s when the man of the hour, Grier Whitehouse, made his entrance.
reflection
Grier’s mom, Cassie, reminded me that it was almost a year ago I was shooting pictures of Paul with Grier. The light was perfect that day. Grier was only nine days old.
grandma calls me “little imp”
It’s amazing to see a heartbroken family suddenly find themselves laughing and playing when a baby walks into the room. Grier now, as then, provided the kind of reminder that life is cyclical, never-ending, and always worth smiling about even when you’re sad to the bone. I’m really, really grateful that I was able to document some of Paul Yelton’s life with his daughters and grandchildren. He was adored. There is so much to be thankful for even on the worst days. Let Grier Whitehouse help you remember that. He’ll be right here if ever you need him.
the old ladies
maternal set
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Thanks for sharing Kopana….it does my old heart good to see my family with so much joy!!❤️❤️
Nothing like an old friend. A forever friend. And a friend who is family. Love you Pam, Kelly and Stacy.