There were young people (all guys) at the table, laughing and playing something called Battle Star Galactica. We found kids on couches, talking and sharing their time with older family members. Then there were kids helping Grandpa and talking with him interestedly, teasing easily. Someone was making his breakfast. These were enviable young people, and sweet (also, may I mention? - gorgeous). A breath of fresh air just when you didn't realize there was still so much of it left.
Their grandpa is my step father, and we missed him. He had come to live at this farm, with his daughter and her family - 6 children, the parents, and any number of friends to boot, depending upon the day. If he wasn't fully awake when he arrived, he sure has woken up since! So much interesting activity to gaze upon; so many kind and lively people surrounding him. It was a happy, happy place.
It is a farm of purpose, with ducks, sheep, a goat, flowers everywhere, and space. Space to plant (the carrots went immediately into the cool looking juicer - delicious!), space to walk around and admire, space to just ... be.
It was the right place. And the young people inside, family as well as friends, see a message there. As my sister pointed out, the question, for them, of 'what do we do with our older loved ones, when there is need?' is answered; at least, here it is answered. We love them. We keep them. We take care of them. And -- we learn from them.
It is a good answer. I didn't realize there was still so much of it left.
See you along they way!
the SconeLady
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