On August 26th she turned 91!
We all traveled to the nursing home where she lives to celebrate her and her life. To honor a life of 91 years. A life where the first 85 years were spent taking care of herself and others. Now she can't get out of bed, or feed herself, or dress herself, or do anything to care for herself.
We all traveled to the nursing home where she lives to celebrate her and her life. To honor a life of 91 years. A life where the first 85 years were spent taking care of herself and others. Now she can't get out of bed, or feed herself, or dress herself, or do anything to care for herself.
But this she does do:
She brings us together, to love, to care, to enjoy, to serve...
And when we leave, we do so knowing we have touched her life:
And touched each other's lives...And we leave feeling loved and a little bit silly and definitely full of life.
After all, look at ALL the lives that ARE... because of her.
Here's to 91 years and counting!
2 comments:
all those faces gathered around her! good grief. beautiful post.
What a great tribute! Grandmothers are special aren't they? How fun that you got to visit with her.
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