Whenever I see a feather
In the morning, when I reach to call her
As I feel hope rising for this country
As Hurricane Eta becomes a tropical depression
When I put on a Chico’s tee shirt
In anticipation of hugging my grandchildren
Standing still, with no construction noise
Cooking with TLC for my family
Finding a Christmas cactus in bloom
Whenever I look into the Love Bug’s deep dark eyes
MountainMornings 
Such beautiful family photos, and a lovely tribute to Ada. God bless.
Thanks so much Carol
You’re so welcome, sending hugs. Take care.
SHE IS REMEMBERED WITH LOVE…
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Chris, your tributes and obituary for Ada are perfect in every way, capturing her very essence in eloquent prose and poetry. She loved you as a daughter and was so proud of your blog and especially the beautiful family you and Bob have created. i salute you in “getting it just right”. To know her was to love her.
Ada’s life speaks of one who used her ninety-six years completely. She impacted each of us forever. Kudos to you expressing these memories.
Joan Knecht
Thanks so much Joan! I appreciate your words and insight always. Ada loved you and always kept me up to date on your adventures. I’ll always remember her birthday in the park! You were her most treasured friend and confidante. We will celebrate her life in 2021, see you again soon! Love, Chris
Chris and Bob. I was so sorry to see this. Ada was a great gal and always made me feel at home with your family. She was so accomplished and had such a wonderful long life. Please include me in your Shiva prayers. Love and miss you. Dee Dee
DeeDee thanks so much! We were lucky to have her so close these past few years. Love you and miss you too ❤️