The word labor conjures up so many images and memories. This weekend/Monday is meant to honor those who fought for labor rights. My husband was a Teamster. It was a job that paid a living wage, one that allowed me to be a stay at home mom and explore my passion for quilting. Ron was so passionate about his work that I can't help feeling melancholy and thankful for all that he did for this family.
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Teamster truck arriving at Ron's memorial.
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| Ron (left) with co-workers at Vons. |
As a woman, as a mother the word labor has a whole other meaning...
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Big boy 10 pounds 6 ounces, at home, no drugs!!
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It is one of the most empowering, fulfilling things we do. But it's called labor for a reason.
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This is the face of labor...
but favorite daughter was so worth it.
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On this weekend, while you are BBQing with the family or swimming at the beach take a good long look at the laborer in your family and tell them Thank you, Thank you so much. Have a peace filled weekend.
Laural
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