Happy Birthday

Today would have been my Grandmother's 86th birthday. She passed away about two and a half years ago. She was an incredible woman. I love this picture of her and my mom. It was taken about 1953 or so. It is from a scrapbook that I made for her for Christmas last year. My Mom was the only girl. She had four brothers. Because she was the only girl, my Mother and my Grandmother had a very close and special relationship. My Mother wrote the most beautiful sentiments about her when she passed away. I was the benefactor of this bond. My Grandmother and I were very close. She taught me many, many things, and I miss her so very much.

Today was a difficult day for my Mother. It was for me too, but especially for my Mother. Maybe a little easier than last year, but difficult none the less. It is a marvel how we tend to become a reflection of our Mothers and Grandmothers. If, in the end, I can do that, then I would really be doing something of which I can be proud. Happy Birthday Grandma!