another dear neighbor has passed away. it really just comes with living in a neighborhood of elderly people. blessed Arturo was proud to be Cuban and kind enough to allow to practice my spanish with him. he was 87 and left behind a huge family full of love.
ky and i took some fresh-baked cookies with a card to the house this afternoon. (the funeral was this morning, so lots of family was over.) one daughter, ileana, asked if we would accompany them to a local nursing home to hand out flowers. they had a bunch of flowers left over from the funeral and she found great joy in sharing those flowers. we took plastic cups, each with a flower or 2 and some leaf sprigs, and went door to door asking if the residents would like a flower for their room. as each resident smelled the roses (or other flowers) and smiled, it brought joy to ileana's hurting heart and she kept telling her grandchildren how much their great-grandpa was smiling down as his funeral flowers brought joy to others.
it was a really great experience.
(i forgot my camera in the car... sorry no photos)
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