I Want to Grow Old Like Rose

On their wedding day May 31, 2003
Dad and Rose were both in their 70s when they met and married and began their new life together. So I only really knew Rose as an older person. But as I learned to know this delightful lady I would often think, I want to grow old like Rose.

By observing Rose's life I've learned several keys to  vibrant and joyful aging. 

Be open to love

Found: A Letter to Cherish



Can we all agree that being a mother of young children is exhausting? Especially if the dad has to be away for an extended period of time? That the saying "The days are long but the years are short" is a truth that stands the test of time? I present for evidence a letter written by my grandmother to my grandfather dated July 22, 1935. The children is question were my father (Harold) and my aunt (Maryann) who as long I have known them have been nothing but dignified and upright but were nevertheless quite a handful as they approached their fifth and third birthdays.  And, of course, in 1935 their parents weren't Grandma and Grandpa but Esther and Abe, a young married couple. 

They Came from Norka

"Happy the man who fondly thinks of his forebears, 
Who likes to tell the willing listener the tale 
Of their achievements and greatness, and is glad
To see himself a link in the beautiful chain."
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1837)

What is it about looking at old family photos? Sometimes what you see is someone young who you only knew as old. Sometimes you recognize that the strong jaw, the doleful eyes, the distinctive nose on ancestors you never met are the same as what you see in the mirror or in the faces of your children. They have been gone a long time and yet some of their DNA courses through your veins. 
Henry Miller, Joel Miller, newlyweds A.R. and Esther Miller Epp, Lydia Miller, Dora Traudt Miller Photo from 1929

Kind of a Secret: Butternut Chili Soup

Not Everyone Approves of the Secret Ingredient in My Chili 

I guess it's not really a secret ingredient when you put it's name in the recipe title. However, not everyone who eats reads the recipe.

Sweet Baby Goats

Spring brings new life. Grass grows. Flowers bloom. Easter is celebrated. 

Into all this newness, our baby goats arrived.