Incredible Blessing

My mother grew up with nine girls. They stayed in touch with each other until they died. When my mother died, Florence wrote to me and said that from then on, I was to call her "Aunt Florence" and I was to send her a Christmas card every year so that she could keep track of our family. I have done that. In September I received a letter from Aunt Florence. She said she is 92 and doing some cleaning up that she should have done years ago. Her husband was a wonderful artist and she had a picture of my great-grandmother. Would I like to have it? Yes, I wanted it and when I got home this last week, it was waiting for me. This is the painting and the photograph is of her on the far left. I was thrilled that she thought of me and remembered that the picture was of my great-grandmother. Had she died and her children cleaned out her house, they would not have known who she was. This is a Nauvoo miracle.