My Boaz, My Kinsman, My Redeemer

Not everyone feel that he/she has a #Boaz. Some are looking in the strangest places looking for their “Boaz.” My sister found hers when she least expected it. The relationship between this older gentleman and her produced a baby boy in their older years. Now, they both are watching over him from their heavenly home. The story of their relationship is one that I still cherish and look forward to sharing it with their grandchildren one day. I still appreciate the laughter from their story of the “suitcase” debt.

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