I love her so much that my heart aches when I think of the day I will no longer have her. Her 80th birthday is Friday and the girls and I have put together a big box of goodies to mail. We're also having flowers delivered. As I sat, thinking about why she's so special to me, a sort of tribute came about. Here is what I've written her and why she's so very special.
An 80th birthday is certainly a time to celebrate! In planning for your special day, it has also been a time for me to reflect on all that you mean to me. I have so many wonderful memories stored away that I couldn’t just pick one, so here are some of my favorites!
Looking out your kitchen window, into the darkness while you spun tails of the Easter Bunny's helpers watching me from afar. I was absolutely convinced they were out there!
The box of toys, kept especially for me, in the corner of your kitchen. It reminded me that I was loved and wanted around.
Hiding under your kitchen table to ‘surprise’ you (every day!) when you came home from work and the fact that you acted surprised every time!
Taking walks in the woods to look for bunny and squirrel tracks, and how you’d walk slow enough for my little legs, never growing impatient because you had something better to do.
Walking in the fields to the strawberry patch.
Waking up on the morning of my brother’s birth, to find you in my parents bed, waiting for me to wake up.
Our first morning in Manchester, looking out the big windows at the unfamiliar streets and wanting to go see Grammy.
Summer visits and walks to the beaver dam, playing dress-up & laying in front of the fans together to cool off.
Winter visits of sledding on wooded paths.
Having early Christmases before you left for AZ and missing you the entire winter. I waited eagerly for your letters!
All the help you gave me through my teenage years. Being my lifeline, always listening and never judging, your concern for my safety. You helped me through some rocky roads.
How you always invested in my interests, like when I wanted to be an exchange student to Russia. You were the first to pitch in and help.
I remember….all of your love, your patience, your kindness. I remember how you’ve always been my biggest cheerleader and my strongest supporter. When we had to say goodbye after Christmas, I whispered “I don’t want to go!” and though your heart hurt as much as mine, you didn’t tell me not to leave, you simply said “I know”. Instead of guilt for leaving, you gave me strength to do what I had to do.
For all these things and more, I love you! Happy 80th birthday Grammy!
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