Happy Birthday, Grandma!

Today is my Grandma’s birthday. I have told you about her before, here. You’ll be happy to know, she’s feeling much better lately, though healing is much more difficult in your 80s than in your 20s or 30s, probably even more difficult to heal a bone than in your 60s. She broke her wrist, and it’s having a hard time mending. But that’s not the point of my post.

My Grandma is a wonderful, amazing person. I remember when I was a child, writing her letters, and her writing back, and feeling like I had a pen pal. This helped me to know her when I was living in Alaska, and she was in California. We moved back to California when I was 9, and my Grandma and I kept writing to each other, even when she lived a block away.

I used to take swimming and karate lessons at the “Y”, and after class, I would go to Grandma’s house to have dinner and wait for my mom to get off of work so she could pick me up. Grandma was the one who fed me pork chops when my mom was vegetarian, and I wasn’t interested.

I feel so fortunate to still have both of my Grandmas. I know that not many people in their 40s can claim the same thing, and I know that when I can no longer say it, it will be a very difficult day for me. I love my Grandma SO much, she has always been such an integral part of my life…Happy Birthday Grandma. We’ll see you on Saturday, and we’ll bring the cake.

My mom also wrote a wonderful tribute today.  Guess I shouldn’t be surprised.  Grandma’s certainly worthy.