When you don't have enough mantle for all the cards, when the phone doesn't stop ringing on your birthday, when your sister comes down the mountain to help you celebrate... you know you are blessed.
No one has to tell Aunt B. that she is a lucky woman. She has children who sing her praises and Grandchildren who worship the ground she walks on. She is the one who makes "Grandma Food" ... the one who serves one green salad, one fruit salad and one jello salad all in one meal just because she wants to make everyone's favorites!
Aunt B. is one of those people who savors life, she doesn't miss a thing. She fully participates in life, whatever it dishes out on her plate. From the time I met her 40 years ago she has been an inspiration to me, I've never met anyone who is so strong but so gentle.
She and Uncle George have made a little piece of Heaven here on Hackett Hill. This beautiful little patio is always cool and shady.
The path leads down to a wonderful place to sit...
...the perfect place to start or end their day.
Under these trees they gather their thoughts, whisper their prayers and count their blessings...