It's a generation thing.

Paul's parents have been serving a mission in Ukraine for the past year.  His Dad's health began to worsen and they felt they should be reassigned to an area where they would have access to better healthcare. It was quite the whirlwind, but within about one week of their decision they found themselves back in the USA.

While it's scary and unfortunate that Ron's health hasn't been top notch, there is always a silver lining.

In this instance, we were blessed with about 36 hours of the Bralliers! When you're not expecting to see someone for another year, 36 hours with them is a pretty sweet deal.

While they were here we dined at Zupa's, played Ticket to Ride, had a family dinner, ran some errands, put up some Christmas decorations, talked, hugged, loved and much more.

 The moment I found out they were going to be in Utah for a short while, I was adamant that a 4 generation picture was taken. I adore these types of photos. How cool is it to see one's genealogy fold out in front of you? I think it's considerably more interesting than just looking at names on a piece of paper.

Thank you, Grandma Jean, for having Kathryn so she could have Paul so I could have Vince.