Here is the whole Wills’ gang.
In the family department, I do believe I am the richest girl alive.

One of the coolest moments of our family reunion happened on Friday night.
My six siblings and I were each gifted a t-shirt to one our favorite family restaurants.
It may have been a silly little thing, but it will be a great memory to hold next to the many others we’ve already made at That Pizza Place.

Last night we celebrated my parents 50th wedding anniversary.
It was a beautiful evening adorned with a lot of old friends and fun memories.
Most of all it was wonderful to celebrate the lives of
two generous souls that I have the privilege of calling mom and dad.
I enjoyed reminiscing about the good people they are and reflected on the many attributes that they tried to instill in their children. Kindness was a priority for mom and dad and still is.

Shortly before the party was supposed to start I found myself stranded in the parking lot of Wal-Mart with a car that wouldn’t start. My hubby was a mile down the road waiting for the chicken we had ordered for dinner. I had just run in the store for the last minutes for the party: green onions, ice, and crayons. When I got back to the car I discovered that the kids had turned off the engine with lights on, A/C full blast, phones charging, and radio blaring….except they weren’t anymore because my battery was dead. I asked a guy to charge me, but it didn’t work. I sat in tears while waiting for a family member to reply to my SOS via text. Several of them went into action to stop what they were doing to come and help, but Abigail brought a man to my attention before any of them made it to me. He was walking up the car. He was an angel sent from heaven as he said, “I worked for Honda for years, let me see what I can do.” I guess we hadn’t hooked the cables up right the first time and he got me on the road in about 60 seconds. I cried some more. I was so relieved that I didn’t have to burden my already stressed family and I could get back to my hubby who, by the way, had told everyone via text that he was just fine as he had a bucket of chicken to keep him company.

Seemingly unrelated was an incident that had occurred day before. My two sisters made reference that this little Honda miracle was my payback for doing the right thing earlier. The three of us had stumbled across $60 in five dollar bills strewn across a loading dock. Instead of pocketing it, we took it in and got it back to it’s rightful owner who was obviously grateful.

As we were always taught as children: Kindness begins with me. I do believe in karma. I also believe that there are so many kind people left in the world.