April 30th memorial.

White Hydrangea

Gardenia Jasminoides

April 30th, 2014, started out good enough. I was getting divorced, a much happier time in my life than when I got married. But, the day took a turn for the worst that afternoon when my grandmother died. Seven years later, almost to the hour, the man who raised me, my step-father,  died. Now, two years on, we gathered together with several of his Christian Motorcycle Association friends, we planted two memorials for both him and my grandmother. 

Tribute to my step-father, Gil, and his love for motorcycles and to serve God through the CMA.

My step-father loved motorcycles, and had many throughout his life. He also loved God, and as soon as he learned of the CMA (Christian Motorcycle Association), he didn't hesitate to join.

He would ride and serve God with the CMA every chance he could. He even took part in a special part of the CMA through doing prison ministry.

2021 New Year's Day.

Four generations: My mother, younger daughter, older daughter, her son, my step-father, and me.