Today is my grandmother’s birthday but I won’t be saying “Happy Birthday” to her on this earth plane because she passed away last May at the age of 87.  This was truly a blessing because she was suffering so much that I’m glad it’s over for her.  Of course, I still miss her and become sad when the crazy things that only she could have said or done come up.  Then mild guilt sets in because, maybe, I could have been more patient with her at the end when she asked me the same question 5 times in 10 minutes.  Mostly, though, I remember the good times, how grateful I am to have had her as a grandmother and how much I loved her.

Happy Birthday, Nanny….wherever you are.