Not "a" life. Many lives. What does it take to touch the lives of many? What kind of person, and family does that take? I'll tell you.
To walk into a house and be welcomed with a smile, a "hello dear", and instantly be treated like family...even if they haven't gotten to know you yet. And you instantly feel at home...like you could stay for hours...chatting the day away.
And sometimes you do.
A person, and family you trust your children to. Day after day.
But not a daycare setting. A home filled with laughter and love. Where each child is treated as one of their own.
As one of HER own.
A keeper of children. A friend to many. A wife, sister, and mother....very recently passed from this life to the next. Too soon, too young. Unexpectedly. As the family has asked, we cry for them, but not for her, as she is in a better place.
For over 15 years she has been touching lives. Rocking wee ones. Playing. Caring. So many lives touched,that upon the news of her passing we couldn't stand by without showing the world, and the family, just how much she, and they, really mean to us.
And to our children.