I can hear what was once my grandma’s clock sing in the background. Every time that it plays the memory of her floods in my mind and I smile. I miss her a lot. But she lived a pretty good long life. Though like most would say, it would’ve been nice to have her well and longer. My house style is very similar to the one in which she had when I was young. I think her sense of style stayed with me, even after she was gone. Maybe in my mind, part of why I like this style so much, is because it makes me feel connected to her. Connected to parts of my childhood that made me happy. My house is not modern; it is like walking back in time. Walking to a place that feels familiar, homey and safe. It’s quite incredible how certain, special, people in our lives influence us. To me, my grandma influenced a type of joy and safety in my life and I am grateful to God for the memory of her. She’s been gone for quite a few years now; my husband never met her. Yet, somehow, he knows her a little in the memories that I share. I hope someday that I will instill safety, joy and love in my loved ones, as she did me. Friend, God blesses us with loved ones. May we influence them positively and well. Though most importantly, may they see God in who we are, so they too can better follow Him. May we leave a legacy that goes even far beyond style, but one in which echoes love, long after we are gone. My clock will sing again within the hour and I will smile with gratitude for the gift of love.

Erin Fitts-Brower 

Gift of love

John 15:12 NIV

My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you.

Colossians 3:14 NIV

 And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.