I’m so glad he’s my nephew.
For reasons of grace, I suppose, I have always been surrounded by women who were better than me. I can’t imagine what my life would have been without them.
You’ve got a brand new resident at a local nursing home about 10 minutes from my home and from my work. She’s a good woman but a hurting woman.
I just hope she can rally.
I’m a very poor substitute for my sister but with the help of a lot of loving people we’re slowly getting this all worked out.
She was excited the other day. “I had a really nice dream,” she told me.
It was about a time more than 70 years ago. She was on her horse, Paint, riding him in the crisp morning air. She was enjoying the freedom of life.
“I pet his nose and he felt so good,” she told me. “I could even smell him. It was a really nice dream.”