Today is the second anniversary of my Grandma’s death.
I miss hearing her voice over the phone.
This last year I have built a portion of her tree that she started working on 35 years before her death. Once that brick wall tumbled and got me into France, I was off!
Even though she is gone, somehow, I feel closer to her than ever. I feel her with me as I work on finding the precious ancestors we share. Every single person I add to our tree feels like a team victory for the two of us.
In honor of my Grandma today, I share this photo taken during her later years. This is the face I picture when I think of my Grandma.
❤️
The people we loved stay in our hearts and memory forever. When they reappear in a memory or even their words in our minds, I see it as a blessing.
Thank you, Ellen. I couldn’t agree more. Such a beautiful blessing. ❤️❤️❤️
I see you in her eyes and smile. Cherish every memory.
Thank you, Amy. ❤️
Adding to her research is a very nice way to commemorate your grandmother.
Thank you, Fran! ❤️
Lovely lady. Love the colors of her top and the beautiful smile.
Thank you, Cathy! ❤️
OMG it just hit me as I read your first sentence. Today is the second anniversary of MY Grandma’s death. Huge lump in my throat now. {hugs}
Oh!! Hugs to you too. ❤️
Your grandmother (a cutie in that photo) must have been the same sister’s age as my sister. I’d better get crackin’ & give my sweet sister a phone call. She’s 13 years older than me & almost like a 2nd mother. I had a happy, secure, if slightly crazy, home life!
I’m glad you still have her. ❤️
Woops…the same age as my sister.