Over the weekend my grandmother celebrated her ninetieth birthday. Talk about a wow moment. And in the same week the tornado struck the elementary school in Oklahoma head on. That's two of the kind of occurrences that inspired me to right this blog.
My family has always seemed one sided to me. My parents divorced when I was little. We lived near my moms family, my dad and his family lived 3 hrs away. So I was naturally closer to my maternal grandparents. I enjoyed being around my grandfather. I needed the male influence and spent a lot of time chasing it without realizing I was doing so. My grandfather my passed away when I was 18. I don't know if I would have taken advantage of any extra time with him, but I can't help feeling I would have. My grandmother has seemed ageless to me, not really facing any huge health battles as of yet. For her to hit 90 is hard to believe for me and her as well. They have her a surprise party, and it was good to see many faces I hadn't seen in a while.
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