I have known my sweet husband for 45 years and we have been married almost 43 of those years. Since I very first met David, he talked about his 1st grade teacher. He said he remembered her as the most beautiful, young Indian woman he had ever met. He was totally fascinated with her beauty and kindness as a very young boy. David's elementary education was in a two teacher, two room school house with grades 1-8. Mrs. M was a newly wed and this small country school was her first teaching job.
David saw a picture in the paper five years ago, and he believed it might be his beloved teacher. The article and picture was of the couple's 50th wedding anniversary. David looked up their phone number and called. Mrs. M was delighted to hear from him. Five years passed and recently there was another article of the death of Mr. M. David just felt he was to attend the funeral. I know he thought he might be able to see Mrs. M. He did attend the service, but his teacher was not there. He spoke with her son, introducing himself and asking about "the teacher". It seems she was in a nursing home and not able to attend. After the service and with approval from Mrs. M's son, David went to the nursing home. David stepped into Mrs. M's room, after a few seconds she said, "I know I am suppose to know you". David responded, "no, you really shouldn't remember me, it has been 55 years"......and she quickly called out his name. What a blessing....she was thrilled to have him visit and especially on that day. Her mind remains sharp and she recalled enough about teaching him and others in his class that David was sure she knew him.
I had the privilege of meeting her a few weeks ago too. She is a very sweet lady. We have both been to see her now a couple of times and David has visited again alone. She insists that the Lord sent David to be with her the day of the funeral, otherwise she would have been alone......I think she is right. He is often busy and does not often take time to do things like that. He feels so "called" to visit his teacher now. He took Mother's Day flowers to her. How many people get the chance to spend time, just when it is needed most, with someone in the nursing home who happens to be your first grade teacher. Things like this don't just happen.
I wanted to share this picture of them together taken near Mother's Day. The quality of the picture is lacking due to the bright sunshine in the room. But, it is so special!
I received the flowers below from David for Mother's Day. They are the same orange flowers that Mrs. M received from him. I transplanted my little root bound flowers and I bought a big orange flower pot and transplanted her flowers, as well. She knew they were "Orange Stars" right away. She obviously knows her flowers and enjoys them.
A close up of the flowers.....just beautiful!
The fish seem to be enjoying the clean water.
You can't see it, but there is a squirrel up this tree.
There he is....he doesn't seem to mind that I am getting closer.
And, closer...
Oh, and hey there.......he stood up for me.
Hum, don't think Rudy is liking just how this conversation is going with Grandpa and Gracie.
Gillan and Gracie after we came home from church.
Guess who has a new kitten now?
Daddy entered the picture and was able to move the ewe around the panel, but Gracie was still a little nervous about picking up the lamb.
Awe, she did it......I knew she would.
Oh no, she loves it!
But, she leaves the baby with her Mama, and I think she felt proud of her accomplishment of being able to pick the lamb up to hold. "Now, let's go look at those cats & kittens."
You can see some of the ugly leaves appearing here, but oh isn't the rose pretty?
See, I did too ride that train.
The lineup.
Gracie just hanging out in the woods!
Swinging Andrew
Andrew's horse was a little thirsty.
Ride 'em cowboy! Yippee!
Accounted for and ready....let's go.
Are you sure we want to do this?
Nice horse, Josh.
What a cowgirl....it was Gracie who wanted to go on the trail ride so much.
Craig with little tired and sleepy Nathan.
