I’ve written about her here before. I respected and adored her and felt accepted and loved by my grandmother-in-law. She lived to the age of 93, long enough to see her children have children, and to know and love some great-grandchildren; and for them to be privileged to know her.
When I saw this picture of her with her sons, it started me thinking about other photos.
So I searched out and found these….
A little cropping and tweaking, and together we have ….
Eleanor with son, Eleanor with grandson, and Eleanor with great-grandson.
Moments in time, enjoyed in the moment and captured to enjoy years later. When put together, they tell a story.
Eleanor had enough love to span three generations.