Rhonda's grandmother Uella spent the last few weeks as a guest in our home. At 90 years old, she often remembers her childhood better than than she remembers last week. For days on end, she told the most endearing stories about her beloved husband, her deceased daughter, her older brother, her parents, and so many others who touched her life over the years. Sometimes she forgot what she already said and repeated the same stories, but I enjoyed them every time. More than anything, I was grateful to sit in her presence and witness such a shining example of a life well-loved. She went back to Arizona this afternoon and will be missed.