Whispers of Love

Grace and peace
When my husband was born Aunt Alice and Uncle Peter came to meet him. Alice stayed up all night rocking him, (she always called him Johnny) and singing to him and talking to him while he slept.
When our son was born 29 years later Aunt Alice and Uncle Peter came from Arizona to Kentucky to hold him, another McGarey named John and held him all night and singing to him and talking to him while he slept.
When our daughter was born 33 years later Alice also rocked her and held her all night. She was the first to know that Betsy was coming, (a story too long to explain here),
Alice died Monday afternoon with many of her family members around her. Telling her how much they love her and that they wanted her to be comfortable and her passing was gentle and not long after a stroke.

We will remember Aunt Alice always holding our babies, and the hearts of many. She loved to give her love though she needed some in return in the past years herself. And that love was returned.

Valentines Day is all about love.

True love...

God abides
Bobbie Giltz McGarey