Family Ties ~ The French ConnectionAt least 30 summers ago, there was a Fourth of July French family reunion and picnic at the home of one of my cousins. A favorite cousin, one I had not seen in many years, was there with her three beautiful young daughters.
The day was a hot one. For some reason, I asked the girls if they wanted me to put their hair up in French braids. One by one, each sat on the floor before me as I brushed and braided each one's hair. That is when I first got to know and to love my first cousin once removed named Annie French. I think she was about eight years old at the time.
Unfortunately, I didn't see a lot of my cousin and her daughters while the girls were growing up. The next time I spent any time at all with them was twelve years ago when we gathered in Cousin Mary's hospital room just before she passed away from ovarian cancer which was discovered very shortly before her death. The girls were still so sweet, so beautiful, and so very young to lose their wonderful mother. They were barely out of their teens and into their twenties. My heart broke for them.
I knew Mary had given them a wonderful foundation. She, a single mom, had raised them to be strong, independent, yet loving, and caring young women. She also raised them to be strong in the faith that she had taught them.
Annie, the one I call Mary's mini me, always wears a glorious, winning smile just like her sweet mama did. After her mother's death, Annie went on to graduate from college and to travel around the world as a single woman. Most of her trips were mission trips. She journeyed to Peru to take some seminary classes from a branch of the Calvary Chapel Bible College in Peru. There, she met her future husband.
Thanks to Facebook, I have been able to follow her journey from afar. I saw the photos of the beautiful bride that Annie was when she married her handsome smiling groom, a native of Peru, in Peru. I read of their missionary work in Peru and in Costa Rica. I was thrilled to see photos of the beautiful daughters they soon had. I admired Annie's handiwork of sewing that she did for her husband, her home, and her daughters. I was impressed by Darwin's work in the the ministry.
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|Darwin and Sally photographed in our classroom setting: the kitchen table.|
|The French Connection: Annie, Darwin, & daughters with Sally|