Field trip
Yesterday Cecily and I invited ourselves to the farm for lunch and then we went to visit Aunt Freida at the home. She's on hospice because, well, she's 95 and there's not really anything more they can do for her. I hear people practically have her dead and buried already, but, to quote Monty Python, she's 'not dead yet.' 'I think I'll go for a walk...'
Anyway. They were happy to meet Cecily and she got fussed over by everyone there. She wouldn't move her hand away from her face though...
I wish I would have tried harder to make the time to learn how to make her famous buns.
Blessings.
Anyway. They were happy to meet Cecily and she got fussed over by everyone there. She wouldn't move her hand away from her face though...
I wish I would have tried harder to make the time to learn how to make her famous buns.
Blessings.
posted by Jenny at 12:58 PM
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I miss seeing Frieda at church! She always seemed to make it a point to say hi to everyone over the noon hour.
I'm sure! There are so many faces missing when I come back to visit... :(
She is an amazing woman, our aunt Frieda. She was a diligent homemaker and enjoys people. She always has a bit of wisdom for me and we have a common bond of boys (sons). This past week she told me that we could do with simpler times and things as her parents used to. I think she wanted to let me know that it is ok not to make things too complicated (which I have a habit of). I love her so and am thankful for her clear mind.
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