Weathered by the seasons
Standing strong against the storms
You are planted firmly
In the garden of my yesteryear
You've seen the blue skies turn to gray
You've watched Spring turn to Summer, then to Fall
Ever ageless, ever timeless
You are still standing tall
- In loving memory of my Great Aunt Blanche -
Rachael belonged to my Aunt Blanche, my grandfather's "sister" who was "adopted" by my great grandparents during the depression. Aunt Blanche was a romantic figure, not in her appearance, but in her character. She had an air of mystery about her that always intrigued me. She was a single woman and never married. That fact never seemed to bother her, but perhaps, it was a part of her she locked away and did not reveal. Aunt Blanche had a strong devotion to my grandfather, which I admired and endeared me to her more. She was full of life and fun; making everyday things like eating chocolate pudding a delight. She always seemed to have a smile on her face and laughter in her heart.
When I look at Rachael today, who now graces my little shady patch of a garden, I think of my Aunt Blanche, her smile and her love of life.
Aunt Blanche was a great ole' gal. Which is the way I think she would like to be remembered. I remember "rachael" in her garden. I remember watching for the johnny jump ups betweend the slate back patio. I remember her toasted sugared pecans. Yes, she was always smiling or debating. Very outgoing! Aunt Blanche was great! Thank God for Aunt Blanche and who she was in my life! Yeah! Celebrate Aunt Blanche today!
ReplyDeleteThat is a wonderful memory. It warms my heart and it's not even mine........smooches.
ReplyDeleteAuntie S.