I usually don’t write about individuals on this blog. My rule is not to tell stories about friends and family. An exception, of course, has been my mom. And today, another exception, Ginny Perkins, whose life will be celebrated later this morning at First Parish Church in town. The place will be packed with all of Ginny’s family and friends who loved her. You see, without reservation Ginny loved everyone right back and offered her generous spirit and smile to whomever found themselves walking with her along one of the many paths she traveled. There was always room along side her.
Ginny wasn’t a solitary type, but she knew how to find that silent place within her. Maybe it was through the yoga that she taught, which she did while sitting in a chair, right up until a month before she died. What an example of vibrant living from this women in her late 80s or early 90s!
Ginny wasn’t a solitary type, but she knew how to find that silent place within her. Maybe it was through the yoga that she taught, which she did while sitting in a chair, right up until a month before she died. What an example of vibrant living from this women in her late 80s or early 90s!