Almost 100 years old!! Joyce said to me, You are so cute.
Once while staying with my granddaughter I was so engrossed in a book and right when it got to a scary part she gave out a big sneeze and it made me jump..
I read books that take me to places that I can only travel to in my mind.
It will take your thoughts off of yourself.
He said whenever you are sad or have the blues, just get busy and do nice things for others.
I still remember what my Grandpa told me.
I can\'t face losing another one.
Only three of my children left.
LeRoy\'s body could no longer work because of the ravages of myotonic muscular dystrophy and he is gone.
Ruth lived with me for eight years, but her heart gave out and she died.
It has been 30 years since my husband died suddenly.
I lost my three grandchildren and dear Ginna was burned so badly.
There was much horror and sorrow when my daughter and her family were burned in a plane crash.
Or the terrible time my son got run over and died.
I will never forget when my baby died, waking up and finding her cold.
The sad times I can\'t forget, and it makes me almost cry.
I have had a good long life.
The spirit they showed by their life encouraged me in my faith.
What a privilege it was.
I love remembering the ministers whom I had in my home through the years.
We had good visits and laughter.
I always brought my sweet rolls to the potlucks we shared.
I can still read and pray and think of the dear friends I left behind that met in my home most Sundays for fellowship.
I can\'t get around as fast as I used to, even if I walk often for exercise.
I still like to go back in time in my mind.
I have written my childhood memories many times.
I taught the little girls next door how to sew doll clothes, a skill they can take into adulthood, I hope.
I gave them to anyone who wanted to have a cuddly doll to hold.
I made over 100 cloth dolls and for each doll, I made dresses, bonnets, booties, and bloomers.
I sewed many of my dresses on it and when I started making cloth dolls it served me well.
Someone took my most prized possession, my sewing machine, which, even if it is a treadle sewing machine, it has brought me much joy.
They took me kicking and screaming from my home, not literally but inside.
I am sitting at my daughter\'s home in my own recliner that was brought from my house.
Me cute? I was never called cute when I was a little girl, and now that I am almost 100 years old, I am cute? This really gives me a chuckle.
Almost 100 years old!! Joyce said to me, You are so cute
