The trip down home this time wasn't as bad as we were thinking it would be. We were there before we knew it and the girls were so tired that all they wanted to do was lay down. Savannah showed off her cuddling skills to Nana when she got there. I love this picture by the way...and I'm sure Moma does too.
My Grandmother (that's my Daddy's Moma), was turning 80 this year and everyone was throwing her a big "Turning 80!!!" party.
I was bummed out at first because I thought that we wouldn't be able to go. I didn't want to be selfish and beg Mike to take me home. He has a lot on his plate right now, and I mean a LOT. His mind is flooded with too much. So, driving to Florida just didn't seem like the right thing to ask him to do. However, my loving husband offered to take me home so I could be there to celebrate 80 with my Grandmother. Let me just say I'm grateful beyond words.
She was very surprised that I was there. I made Moma promise that she wouldn't tell her. Every time I see her now, the first thing she tells me after "I love you" is ,"We've had some good times haven't we?"
...and that we have.
My memory bank of "Grandmother times" is almost overflowing and I can't wait til I can share them with the girls .
Grandmother was so happy everyone was there. It was as if we were having a pre-Christmas get-together.
Lots of food.
Lots of presents.
Lots of family.
Lots of laughter.
Lots of story tellin'.
Sounds like Christmas to me...well our old Christmas' at least.
The cake that Aunt Susan got her was really pretty. She was all about blowing the candles out by herself....which she did by the way.
I am so happy and thankful that Mike took me home. I am grateful to have had the chance to celebrate 80 years with my Grandmother. It was truly a special night.
happy birthday grandmother!!!!!
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When I'm home and spend time with my Grandparents on either side, it hits me hard in the chest. I've told Mike before that I'm not a fan AT ALL of the whole "circle of life" thing. I do not like to see my Grandparents or even my parents getting older. It's a harsh reminder that I wont always have them with me...AND being 8 hours away doesn't make that easier. This, yall, is a big struggle of mine.
I don't like goodbyes.