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She would bring us meals, and she came and walked my babies in the

evenings those first couple weeks after they were born. She did my

ironing and prayed for us. Her husband, Bill, was into model trains and

would take Craig to train shows. We were invited over for Thanksgiving

one year, first time I ever had manicotti with turkey. It’s great!

When Nathan was born a few days before Christmas, we brought him

home from the hospital on Christmas Eve. New baby, biggest holiday of

the year, and oh yeah, did I mention Craig’s folks were coming to visit

for Christmas and to see the new baby in two days on the 26

th

? Well, I

did mention it to Aunt Betty as I was on the phone talking to her trying

to figure out easy meals to make for when they came. She suggested

lasagna. I thought she was crazy since I hardly ever made it due to it

being so time consuming. I told her that and said I hated having to

boil the noodles. She replied that you weren’t supposed to boil the

noodles. What? How is that possible? Then she told me how she made

her lasagna. I was highly skeptical. But it turned out perfect and I have

never again boiled the noodles. Although we no longer live near this

dear couple, they will always remain close to me. I have kept the baby

quilts she made and many memories of those times. And guess who I

think of every time I have lasagna?

Here was a woman who, without ever having met me, reached out

to encourage a younger woman. This is an incredible example of

someone giving their time, and energy to help someone else. I can

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