Memories
Today I stood brushing my mother-in-laws hair. My mind began to drift back to the days when she was young and vibrant. She was always a very busy woman, she did not believe in being idle. Her hands were busy from the time she woke until the time she went to bed. How humbled I was today brushing her hair. Her hands no longer able to do simple tasks, her mind no longer able to remember, yet her spirit is the same. She can recall most of the bible versus she put to memory and every hymn she sang since childhood, yet many times she forgets my name. I love this woman and am thankful for the wonderful memories I do have of her.