How bittersweet this thought is, though, as by this time I
will have lost many loved ones who I won’t be able to share these experiences
with (I can’t even think about this without getting teary-eyed). I will also
have gray hair, not the greatest swimsuit body, and aches and pains all over
the place.
My grandma, however, is not your typical 80-year-old woman.
Let me just brag for a minute…
She has the most flawless skin there is. And I mean FLAWLESS.
Barely even a wrinkle on that face of hers.
She really is beautiful. She’s like one of those freaks of
nature that gets even prettier with age.
She is healthy! She takes regular walks and has had no
health issues whatsoever (at least nothing serious that she would inform her
children or grandchildren of).
She is incredibly kind. One of the most precious things
about her…whenever she is proud of me, excited for me, or is congratulating me
in some way, as she speaks to me, she will hold my hand and gently squeeze it.
That simple little gesture says so much.
She is so humble.
She is such a lady—always has a comb with her, enjoys her
pedicures, takes forever to get ready, loves to shop, etc.
She is an amazing baker. Best cinnamon rolls, best cake, best
dinner rolls, and the absolute best stuffing (aka dressing). You name it, my
grandma can bake it!
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| December 2012 (she is 79 and a half in this picture) |
Happy Birthday, Grandma!
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