I’m quite sure babysitting a youngster wasn’t on her bucket list when she was in her eighties. Yet she took on the responsibility with grace and during those years she instilled in me things that have shaped me ever since. She gave me what she had- time and attention. During the Lenten season giving…
Tag: next generation
Storytelling
Forty-nine years ago this week my mother died. She was only 55 years old and I was 16. A few days ago Husband was asking me questions about the events around her death when the tears started flowing. (you can read more here.) I’m always shocked at the raw emotion I still have about her…