Currently Craving... Tulips and Zina

Tulips

I love the laughter of Tulips

They sing the joy of spring

Dance in vibrant colors

Grow in the dew

Smile for a moment....

Then nod- good bye! 

Her hands tell her story: The wrinkles speak of years of service rendered to those she loved; of a belief in God whom she loved endlessly, and  of the countless small acts of service that have wound themselves into a ball creating her legacy.  On the day she held my Emma’s hand, I realized the significance of a moment.  It is fleeting.  It is a millisecond of laughter sprinkled by  tears and crowned with joy.
One worn hand tracing nearly a century of experience and wisdom clasping tenderly a small hopeful hand.  If one could gain knowledge through osmosis, I wish her hands could teach my Emma’s what it means to live and to live well.
It is through those hands that we have  learned to smile, to laugh, and to dance through the moments of life.

Zina Lunt Rigby

One Precious Picture- Emma meets Zina

These guys absolutely loved Grandma Great

Our last Halloween with Grandma Great, October 2007

What will I do with my hands?

Zina is a Tulip- she laughed, sang, danced, grew, smiled, and then  nodded good bye.

Travis and Dad Rigby