Sparkling - none so blind as those who will not see! When I married at twenty-six my mil a widow seventy-four, her sisters, living nearby, eighty-three and sixty-eight. My husband, the only child between them. The next thirty-eight years shared with these loving caring people, including my mother and husband, until their death. Not because I had to, but because I loved them enough to want to care for them. Oh, and before the old chestnut of not having time, while working and raising a family of my own who now care for me. Learning by example the best method of showing a child what is important in life.
When my parents married my father gained three for the price of one. My mother and her two younger orphaned sisters who my father supported financially and provided a home.