During lunch, with my sister Zella, I told her I had time for another story. This one is short and so sweet.
“Oh, I just want to be healthy and astute and not miss out on any more fun. I miss my traveling. I don’t want to be dependent on anyone. I don’t want to go anywhere but where I’m living right now. It is my legacy from my parents. For real.
I couldn’t have been more surprised than to have had an inheritance. Especially divided among five girls and still get enough to build my place.
And, my little sister and her husband built it. I would sit in the house and Patty would be outside drawing pictures of what I needed. She found all those old planters. She would get in the pickup and drive down and around and come home with plants.
I miss her more than I thought I could ever miss somebody. But her picture is there (on the top shelf above the TV) and I can talk to her anytime.”
(She stopped talking and just gazed across the cafe showing a soft little smile and nodding)