I marvel at the way God knows when to send aspecial gift of encouragement at just the right time! Itmight be in a dream，a lost letter，a memory，or somethingthat we’d forgotten about.
　　My grandmother was from a town of Michigan，and summer after summer I enjoyed staying with mygrandparents as a young child. I was from the cityand loved the small town they lived in. People kneweveryone，their kids， their pets， their ancestors. Thebond with them continued to grow as I grew and they gotolder.