Today is my Grandmothers birthday. I miss her so much. There are so many things that I could say about her but I will try to be brief. She was one of a kind. I never felt spoiled as a child and I am sure when I was 10 years old I was very envious of all the toys my friends would get from their grandparents, but now as an adult I realize that I got more than any of my friends combined. My grandparents showed me unconditional love. I miss the days of blueberry picking and the mornings when grandma would wake me up with her singing and the smell of bacon and eggs cooking. I miss the little cups of tea and the pickled beets. Such things may sound so silly, but to me it was the best time of my life. Yesterday was my anniversary, but more importantly it was my grandparent’s anniversary. The love that they had for each other was unmatched. I think of them whenever I question my marriage. I remember what my grandmother used to tell me. It takes a lot more work to stay married then to get divorced. They are what any couple should aspire to be. My grandmother made Christmas so special with the handmade Barbie clothes and the fruit in the bottom of out stockings. We would take walks after dinner and go to the beach. Something funny happened to me the other day. We had fruit at my office that was brought in from the owner’s property in
July 19th was Daniel's 6th birthday and I was unable to get online. Happy Belated Birthday Danny! We Love you.
2 comments:
Your Grandma is with you every day& She is with God & I belive
she is watching over all of you's,so she sees Sean everyday,as well as Becca & Kevin & the rest of her Grand children,She left you with memorys that will be with you all of your life !
She undoubtably very proud of the wonderful woman and mother you have become. We can only strive to give our own children and grandchildren, and great, and great-great...what they left for us. The fondest memories of my childhood are of my grandfather loosing change out of the hole in his pocket while he walked down the hall and would rush to get it before he could pick it up. I used to wonder why grandma wouldn't fix his pants and really it wasn't until very recently that I realized there weren't any holes. Let's just say, I hope I'm the type of grandparent that has holes in my pants some day (wait, that didn't come out right did it, but you know what I mean!)
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