My thankfulness continues into the new year.
My family is quite small: my parents have been deceased for thirteen years, and I have no brothers and sisters. My dad was an only child and my mother had only one sister. So I have one aunt (and uncle) and they have blessed my life in immeasurable ways.
I remember looking forward to visits from Aunt Rosie and Uncle Larry as I was growing up, as they always lived in another state. Their visits helped me learn what family really means. As I grew older and they moved closer, I realized that my personality was perhaps a bit more like Aunt Rosie’s than my mother’s, and I relished the interest she showed in me and the way she seemed to understand my thinking. Years later, when my parents became seriously ill, and then soon passed away, my Aunt Rosie was right beside me through each step of their passing – moving them from their home of almost 40 years (and immense tons of “stuff”), being with them as they weakened, mourning their loss. And since that time she has been the mother figure that I lost when Mama died. Uncle Larry has been always willing to help us and also kind enough to “share” Aunt Rosie’s time when I needed her most. They both continue to bless the lives of my husband and children as well, even well into their 90’s with health concerns of their own.
Our granddaughter’s middle name is Rosalie – a tribute to the influence of a Godly woman who loves us all very much.
I am so thankful.