I will miss your wise ways, Auntie Marg

I find it uncanny that for a while there in Ireland I was fixated on this particular Irish Blessing "May the road rise to meet you..." printed on the card with Auntie Marg's picture. A premonition perhaps?

A Grandmother's jewels, her priceless treasures, are most clearly seen in the lives of those she leaves behind.

~by Joyce C. Lock~