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Three Generations...

 

Apparently, I struggle with writing… I feel I have never been very good at putting words together to tell a story.  So, after thinking about how I would like this blog to progress, I have decided that I will share photos and why they are special to me.  

This first picture is one of three generations of my family.  My grandmother, Mary (Weber) Mueller (right), my Aunt Marie (Mueller) Lickenbrock(left) and myself (center).  Why is this picture so special you ask?   It is very special to me because the three pictured all shared the same birthdate!  Yes, three generations.  I was talking with my mom recently and she said if she had a bit more time and thought (she had an emergency c-section), she would have named me a variation of Mary, after her mother and sister, but they already had my name picked out and when they asked my dad what my name was to be he told them the name they agreed upon.  I was always so proud to share a birthday with my grandmother and aunt.  I never really got to know my Aunt Marie, however, as she passed away when I was young, shortly after this picture was taken. I believe this was taken at my parent’s 25th wedding anniversary celebration.  I always wanted to carry on the tradition, if you will, of another generation being born on our birthday, however my children were not even close.  Thank you for reading.  Leave a comment if you enjoyed my little story!


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