Warming to my baby daughter here, just 9 years ago, she's bright and light-hearted. And that's the way I hope my children remember her. It's how I will. For many grandchildren, it can be hard to relate to grandparents - their lives, histories, and tribulations can seem almost prehistoric. And our relationship was no different than most, I guess. But, now at 40+ years, I get how delighted she'd be when she cooked for others. That simple feeling of usefulness, being needed - even if it's just a meal - can be enough most days. And right up to her early eighties, she was enjoying being needed, whether it was a family visit or coffee and cookies with her neighborhood friends, "the ladies." But with age come daily challenges that had never before existed, and hers led her to a wonderful nursing home that cared for her in her final decade.
A body can only live for so long, but a soul survives the prolonged weight of time. Her nine great-grandchildren are living proof of that.
Peace.
LMS 1913 - 2010
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