In the summer of 1966 I sat under some tall trees, at a picnic table, in my Aunt Lou’s backyard – she had a colorful assortment of flowers growing under the shade of the trees – we were wondering how they grew so well in such deep shade. My Aunt explained that the nursery clerk told her these were a new flower called Impatiens! They literally did not need sunshine to grow – now, 44 years later I can’t plant or look at Impatiens without thinking of Aunt Lou!
Aunt Lou, my mom’s younger sister, was a true role model for me – I loved how she looked, how she cooked, how she kept house, how she loved her husband and children – she was an example of the Proverbial woman in chapter 31 – her worth was far above rubies. Lou’s life was stolen from her by that wicked villian, cancer, and her premature death left a huge hole in the lives of my cousins and my uncle.
I think of her often…when I smell a fresh pot of coffee, take a pot roast out of the oven, and every summer when I plant my Impatiens.