Today was my mother and dad’s wedding day, many years ago. 1956, I think. Weren’t they a beautiful couple? And in 1987, the day was graced by additional joy — the birth of my sister’s number-three daughter, Robyn Elizabeth. Today, both my beautiful Mama and my beautiful niece are celebrating in Heaven. Selfishly, I wish I could pick up the phone and say “Happy Anniversary” and “Happy Birthday” to them instead. I’ll have to turn my hand to some quilting to keep up good cheer.