and it shifted my focus back to them as a couple, as parents and grandparents.
I love this photo with Lukas. This was taken on a day they had been baling. At Mom's funeral, Lukas shared about his memories of baling. Now he knows how early it started. I can almost smell my dad--a combination of sweat and fresh hay. But he always put out his arms to hold a baby or take hold of a small hand.
Or feed a calf