As I woke up at 1515 this morning I realized it was my Grandmothers birthday.
Born March 8, 1892
I never met my sweet Grandmother but my cousins fill me in on what kind of Grandmother she was.
I am a nurse like her, I am told I laugh like her.
Even if you never met them they are a part of you.
Isn’t she sweet.
Is this not a grand picture? There is the laugh
I hope she likes what I have done with her bedroom