My big cousin "Calvin" who apparently carried me around my first year in this world ( my husband loves telling everyone how spoiled I am, guess this was all the proof he needed...lol).
My aunt, she helped to raise me. I am sure she has some stories she could tell you (lol). I was very blessed to be raised by a very loving and caring family. Actually I was raised by a "village" which consisted of a slew of family and church members.
My godfather. He baptized me, married Marc and I and was my pastor during my teen years.
Marc getting advice from the pastor on becoming a pastor.
Helen and I went to elementary, middle and high school together.
Homecoming is a "Baptist" tradition. Well, at least where I grew up (lol). Once a year we gather with family and friends back home for a time of celebration. You never know who you are going to run into. I come from a very large family so for me its a time to connect with aunts, uncles and cousins for some laughter, great gospel music (in most cases) and an abundance of food and fellowship.
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