August 11, 1920

My grandmother's birthday just passed this week, she would have been 89 years old. She passed away in November 2006...right before Thanksgiving. I miss her terribly...sometimes when I'm driving I look up to the sky and just have a cry. I wish she was here to see my son, wish I could have asked her more questions. Even though it's been almost 3 years the pain still feels fresh when I think about her.

But anyway, Happy Birthday Grandma, I love you forever and always

(I think my grandmother was in her 50's here? She never left the house without being in order...EVER...guess that's where I get it from)

(My favorite picture of her...she looks so cute)

(My mother in the white, my uncle (R.I.P.) at the top, my aunt (R.I.P.), and my grandmother in the middle...I just love this picture...no specific reason why)