Two pews up and just to the left is where she was. From my seat I could see she was in deep meditation. The words on the pages lay before her in her lap. She was completely consumed by what she was reading. What was it that had her so drawn in? What was it about the words she was looking at? I couldn't help but notice. She was being affected by what she read. From where I sat, it was a beautiful picture.

Where did this past year go?  I cannot believe this is my last blog post about A Lasting Legacy.  When I set this theme last year at the National WMA meeting in Branson, my thoughts were consumed with ways to improve my legacy for those, particularly my four grandchildren, who are coming behind me.