My Radiant Rose

When I grow up, I want to be like Rose. My sister and I joke about that we've learned much about parenting from Rose. She is gentle, kind, sweet, and ever-patient. She knows how to handle every situation with children and loves to learn anything that comes her way. She is the tenderest of souls and loves John and I with a Godliness that must please Our Lord very much. She is a perfect daughter, sister, and friend.   How we were blessed with such a soul, I will never know.
She is determined in the kitchen.  She loves to bake and create to surprise our family.  Shortly after Lourdes was born, I had just started avoiding dairy to see if it would help her stomach.  Rose felt so sad for me, so during nap time she created a chocolate cake to surprise me.  She went to extra lengths to make it free from all things that might upset Lourdes.  I remember with such fondness her scurrying around the kitchen to surprise me and frosting the cake with such pride.  What a sweet girl.  She is the first to make cards for me when I leave the home and the first to recognize any effort I put forth in my daily tasks.  She thanks me for folding the laundry, for making dinner, for cleaning the bathrooms, and teaching her.  She really is a dream.
I find her praying a lot.  I watched her sit down to practice her piano and pause for a moment to pray. She is such a soft place to land.  She loves animals and wants to much to be a dog owner.  She falls asleep clutching her stuffed animal dogs.  How I would love to surprise her someday!!