Saturday, February 16, 2013
Dearest, sweetest Kathleen. I met Kathleen when I began dating her oldest grandson, George. From the moment I met her she took me into her heart and gave warm open acceptance. Everytime we visted I listened with fascination of her stories growing up and about her family, good and bad times. Always she offered tea and if you stayed a wee drop of something. I never left her house that she didn't offer a special gift, a bit of lace, an Irish linen pillowcase. Always she would put the violet towels out for me and the coffee cup with roses on it because I was Rose. Once in a generation do you meet such a blessed, bright soul and Kathleen was that to me. God rest Kathleen, enjoy your family that has gone before you and look down on us and smile. I love you...Rose
