“We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out.” ~ Ray Bradbury
This is my cousin Elizabeth Ann Terry Smith. Her brother, Richard, got married today, so we had a chance to be together. Our Mamaw Terry always called us her twins because we were born just 28 days apart. Of course, Mamaw had two sets of real twins herself, and eventually had a set of twin grandsons. But for a time, Ann and I were her twins. Ann is a tough cookie, and by tough I mean she can weather just about anything you throw at her. She is one of the hardest working people I know. She raised two good boys, and enjoys her life to the fullest. I respect her more every day. Most of all, I love her with all my heart. She may be my oldest friend.
Shirley Terry
You do have a way with sweet words and precious are the two of you to dad and me.
november 29, 2017 – the outhouse: where art goes
[…] with Uncle Phillip and Aunt Linda’s daughters, Renee (lf) and Jessica (rt). You first met Ann back in 2015 when her brother Richard got married. She was named after our great-grandmother Elizabeth Jones […]