Every evening, as the sun starts to go down in the sky, Stephen and I head out for our walk. It is really a special time for us. Stephen loves to listen to the birds and usually he settles in for a cat nap, and I'm just plain happy to be outside!
This past Sunday evening we were strolling along, just coming to the end of our first corner. There was a little gray haired lady standing outside. We have seen her, smiled and waved to her many times in the past. But, tonight I decided to stop and ask how she was. We struck up a nice conversation, she adored Stephen (who doesn't??!!), and she told me that she would love to walk with me, but since she is now 91 yrs old, her knee just doesn't work like it used to. (91?? I am 50 years younger! Mental note to not complain about my knee!)
After a bit, she asked me to walk around to her front door, telling me that she has something for me. She had to go into her house and meet me out front. I had no idea what it would be. Have any guesses? Well, out she came, told me to hold out my hand, and here is what she gave me: