We are Family

What does family mean to me? My being a part of a family began sixty years ago when my Momma gave birth to me in an old iron bed on a farm south of Napoleon Missouri. The act of her giving birth didn’t automatically make me a part of that family. It was the unconditional love of my mother that started my legacy in the family. From the beginning I was blessed with both parents, a sister, a brother, and three years later, a bonus , a baby sister.

There was never a time I questioned their love for me. My Daddy was closer to the two older sibling, while Momma had me and Bettie clinging tightly to her apron strings. I have to admit I was a Momma’s girl. She always made me feel special. But she was equally proud of her three daughters.

At sixteen I married the love of my life, and became a Barker woman. I suddenly had a mother-in-law, eight brother and sister-in laws, and a host of other Barkers in my life. Did I automatically become a Barker? No , they welcomed me with open arms, but I had a protective wall between me and the family. It has only been in the the past few years that I allowed myself to become a member of this amazing family.

My family grew with the birth of a daughter and son. They in turn blessed us with the best gift of all Grandchildren. Now I had a loving loyal husband, two fabulous kids, kid in-laws, and grand babies. Then almost twenty years ago my family once again grew with the addition of Rick. I thank God each day for the love this young man has brought into my life. Rick, Melissa, and the grandkids completes what I consider the best family ever.

I pray I will never take my family for granted. I will always love , honor , and respect them for allowing me to be a part of their lives. I am a blessed family woman.


1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Terri Sonoda
    Mar 11, 2014 @ 18:04:10

    You are indeed blessed, my dearest friend. Your family is equally as blessed for having you to love them. It’s a win win for everyone! XOXOs


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