Good Intentions and Crying Babies

I visited my great Aunt Evelyn this morning. She is the last of my great aunts and uncles on my dad's side of the family. My grandmother on that side died before I was born, so the other sisters were very close to my dad and his brothers. When I lost my dad at an early age, they always doted on me.

Aunt Evelyn is the baby and is actually not much older than my dad would have been. She has been very spunky until just about 6 months ago. I call her on occasion and send cards frequently. With the moving of mom down here I really had not been to see her in quite a while.

Mom, Lindsay, and I decided to quit talking about it and actually go see her today. Lindsay was off today, so I called Aunt Evelyn yesterday to tell her we were coming.

At Christmas, she said she had fallen and injured her back quite badly. It has really put her down. She always walked 2 miles and kept her house and yard very neat.

I didn't take her picture today. She was fine, but quite a bit more feeble looking than I had seen her in the past. She said she would be 86 in May if she made it. I have actually never heard her say anything like that before. I didn't think I should take her picture.

I am so very glad I went and will not wait a year before I go back.

She was happy and jovial so her statement surprised me. She did crack me up on this...

She said she once heard a preacher say, "Good intentions were like crying babies in church, Both needed to be carried out." 

She said in the most humble way though, as though she needed to come and see me.

Lindsay liked a little quote she had hanging on the wall... "When life gives you scraps, make a quilt."
We have a baby quilt she made when Lindsay was born.

It is important to visit your family. I am trying to be more intentional. If I wait until I have time, it won't happen. We are always busy.