old people

Today I wrote to my Auntie Carolyn.

She's so cool.

And, yes, she's an old person. But she is one of the coolest people I know, old or not. I was thinking about her lately, so I sat down and wrote her a letter.

I used to do this all the time, but it was to my Grandma Annie. We lived across the country from each other, so when I got to thinking about her, I wrote her a card. And then we started the chain letter, but that's a whole 'nother story. Grandma Annie's gone now, so it would be, well, different to write to her, but I still sometimes have the urge to connect with old people. So I write to the old people I have left: Auntie Carolyn, and also my Grandma Betty. I wrote to her today too. Somehow, even though I'm not actually writing to Grandma Annie, it feels a little bit like I am honoring her by writing to old people.

Anyway, Here is a picture of Auntie Carolyn and me from a couple years ago. We were sitting on the balcony of the Claremont Hotel in Berkley, CA.

Aren't we just the cutest?

I guess my point in saying this is that I'm grateful for all the old people God has put in my life.

I'm blessed for growing up having 6 Grandparents.

I love having my Auntie Carolyn. Even though she is technically my Dad's aunt, she's MY Auntie Carolyn.

I'm extremely blessed for KNOWING and loving my Grandparents, and knowing that they love me.

I'm so lucky that I got to spend time with old people, and that I still get to spend time with the ones that are still around.

I'm sad for kids that don't have any old people in their life - they are missing out.

I hope I can be an old person to someone else, like they were and are to me.
K