Tante Alice and her brother.

Tante Alice is very special to us. Even though we aren’t biologically related, she is still very much part of our family. We first met when I was very young. My parents brought me to her french daycare, and while that was long ago I still have treasured memories from that time. Tante Alice often recounts stories of me when I was little. She was instrumental in my potty training and ensures that I don’t forget that fact!

When Tante Alice moved to the Okanagan we continued to have visits with her. Occasionally my parents would send me down to visit her on my own. These were memorable times for me. It was during these visits that Tante Alice would teach me how to knit, sew, do quill art and zipper-sand art. I would spend hours in her well stocked craft corner and stay up late playing rummy and eating ice cream with her . Much of what she has taught me over the years has taken root in my heart and my life.

Now that we live in the Okanagan we are able to visit Tante Alice more often. Tante Alice is 86 now and still very active and lively. Every time we visit I leave feeling blessed to know this amazing woman who is filled with peace and joy.