Today, Tuesday, February 18th, 2014 in Kelowna, B.C.

I have not thought to write a new post for a long time but today it came to me that this needed to be blogged and so I am doing that now.

The time at the pool went by quickly today and I had a very nice time chatting with my friends there as well and working out sore knees and hip and such.
When I was back in the truck I decided to stop at Mum and Me to pick up a pretty flower for my auntie who I failed to get something for Valentine's Day.

At the shop I saw some very pretty red rimmed roses and asked for one for Auntie Beth.  Then on a quick whim said I would take one more, please.
It was decided that the kind lady would but the rose in a vase with a bit of greenery and such.  When she was done she slipped my single rose in a nice special rose bag- clear on one side and white on the other.
Off I went to see Auntie.

My thoughts told me it would be easier to get onto the road if I went out on Guischan and not try Gordon so I did that holding my tall vase with pretty rose with one hand while it sat in the cup holder near me.
I glanced at the gas station beside me while I waited for the light and saw a tall thin lady smile at me and sort of give a half wave.  I smiled back and looked back at the light... still red.
I looked to the other side of the road and then I heard a knock at my passenger side window and there stood the lady.  I moved my bags to the back seat and opened the window to hear her say that could she please have a ride a few blocks.
"Yes, yes," I stammered and tried to open the locked door and then realized I needed to put my vehicle into park before the door lock opened.  I did so and then saw the light was green but no one behind me honked. They waited patiently and the thin lady climbed in the truck.
She thanked me so much and said she was just out of the Dr.'s office as she had an ulcer on her leg and it was difficult for her to walk far.

I asked her where she was wanting me to take her and she mentioned a place I knew well, but it was way past Cottonwoods were I was going.

My mind said, oh, just take her, and so I told her where I was heading as we passed by the building.

She told me that she volunteered there and played the piano for them sometimes.
She offered to hold the vase with the rose so it would topple over when I stopped and started and I appreciated it.  She might see me if I told her what time on what days I went to see my auntie.

When we got to the corner she asked me to take her to she asked  if I minded taking her a few more blocks and I was happy to do so.

She told me her name and asked me mine.  Then she said that her husband died two or a few years ago (besides other things asthma got him) and then after that her fiance died too.  I told her my mum had died a little more then a month ago and she was filled with sympathy for me.  She told me how my mum was in a better place now and I gently explained I believe a little diferently than that -- she is resting now and waiting for Jesus to return and take us Home.
Her smile grew larger and she said how beautiful that was.

Then she quoted some scripture or poem and soon we were at the place she wanted to be left off at.
Thanking me profusely we went over our names again to make sure we had them clearly in our minds.
I took my rose in the special rose bag and gave it to her saying I wanted her to have it.
Her eyes lit up and she said that she just had to hug me.  She had not gotten anything for Valentine's Day and this was so very nice.

She left to knock at the door to #11 and I slowly circled the parking lot to make sure she got in and then I left.

A small park was at the end of the street and I stopped to take some pictures of the vase, rose, and greenery of my auntie's rose now as my rose was now hers.

I will always think about this day and wonder about it and enjoy the surprise and fun of it.

A beautiful rose for my Auntie. 

By the lake