When I visit my sister, I always try to bring something entertaining to share with her - music, books, flowers, etc. Yesterday I brought her hydrangeas from my garden and photos of other flowers that are blooming now as well as pictures of our house. She seemed to enjoy looking at them.
After that, she seemed to be deep in thought and I asked her what she was thinking. Without a bit of rancor or jealousy she said, "When you get home, I want you to kneel on your front stairs and kiss them, and thank God for your home."
It was a rare lucid moment for my sister and a moment that touched me deeply.
Having a home and being able to live in it is a blessing.
I'm truly grateful for that privilege.
Thanks for the reminder, Carol.