Good-bye, Aunt Ola

Recently, when I visited Aunt Ola, age 105, she was sleepy.

But, she revived when I told her the story about the time my mother-in-law, my husband and I visited her. It must have been about 30 years ago. So, I am sure Ola was in her 70s.

Jerry and I were tired after a long day of traveling, and we went to bed about 11 p.m. But, Ola and Rose started talking and just talked all night.

Ola opened her eyes and smiled when I finished telling her that story.

She died a couple of days after my visit—after a life filled with many busy, happy days—and nights. She was still enjoying her independent-living apartment when she turned 105.

“I know I’m unusual,” she told me one day when she was approaching 100. “I consider every day a blessing.”

–Joy