As young cousins we basically grew up together. From pictures of us in the bathtub together, playing under the stairs at Mamaw and Papaw’s house together, and every holiday, we were together! As we grew older we came up with creative ways to pass the time during family events. There were stair games, “clue” (not the board game) and “No Boys Allowed” clubs under the stairs. We often wondered and talked about what our lives would bring. Years later, the time we have to spend together is less frequent, however even more cherished.
When Carlie told me she would be coming for Jordan’s birthday and bringing Jayden and Kira with her I was thrilled! Not only for myself to get to have some time with my sweet cousin, but for Jordan to have these memories as well. One of my prayers for Jordan is that she will have a deep rooted sense of “family”. In addition to my wonderful parents, I believe the love and support of my extended family has been extremely important in molding and shaping the person that I am today. I know there are a number of family members I can turn to if I am ever in need. My whole life they have loved and supported me in various ways and I know that they are there for me. I want Jordan to grow up knowing this type of love and support, a love that goes beyond what we can provide for her.
The love of grandparents, aunts and cousins is something Jayden and Kira know well! I am actually surprised that both girls didn’t experience any delays in learning to walk, as I believe the first few years of their lives every time I saw them Carlie was carrying them! As someone who is a natural “mother” to every child she meets, these two girls have been well loved! It is hard for me to believe they are as old as they are and I know the years have gone even more fast for my Woodward family.
These pictures are a pause. A moment in time. In a few years, at Christmas, we will be talking about how we can’t believe Kira is graduating, we can’t believe Jayden is about to go into high school, and that we can’t believe Jordan is in grade school. We will look back at these pictures (as we open our “zip lock” Christmas bags, pull our gifts out then hand the bags back to Aunt Rie) and we will remember these girls, at this moment in time.
I love you all and know there will be many more memories down the road to preserve but hope you know how much I cherish the memories we’ve already created!