MAY YOUR CUP RUNNETH OVER WITH AUNTY'S LOVE
This glorious morning as I sipped my tea I saw a happy face! I literally saw our beloved Aunty smiling back at me…
Shortly after she passed I had her image placed on a coffee mug. Aunty LOVED coffee more than anyone I have ever known. And, that was one of our best rituals, sitting across the table each morning relishing our brew.
Just now as I held the cup to take a sip it was if she was saying Good Morning, Renee. I love you.
I heard it. I felt it. I saw it! I kissed the cup!
I took a sip. I kissed the cup (again). Church bells rang.
I put the cup down. I wrote to you…..