Great Grandma Rosie.

Two doors down the street there is a little old lady, I won't tell you how old she is but she was born in 1920. Her name is Rosie and she is in our ward-(local congregation of church members). Mackenzie has started visiting her a few times a week, she just adores Kieran and loves to pat his little legs. She is really sweet and we feel bad that she is all alone. She has children but does not get to see them often. We have kind of made her an adoptive Great-Grandma. Mackenzie says when she goes over there in the day she will just talk and talk, and stare at little Kieran. She is as sharp as an arrow and still mows her lawn every Tuesday, yes I did offer she won't let me, she says it's her exercise. I'll have to take a picture, she pushes around this huge mower almost as big as her. They are opening and huge new 99 cent store(which put the Greenbacks all a Dollar to shame) in a few days and the other day she told Mackenzie she can't wait so she can walk over there and do some shopping cause she is too old to drive. Last night we came home quite late, 9:30 pm and we always look in her window to she if she is about, sure enough she was sitting there watching TV, with her front door wide open, shame. We started talking and came to the conclusion that, that has to be one of our biggets fears growing old alone.
P.S. she payed 10,000 for her house 50 something years ago its now valued at about 750,000. Not a bad investment.