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Happy Birthday Grandma


My Grandma and The Boy, Easter 2011
Yesterday was my Grandmother's Birthday. She turned 82, but you wouldn't know it by looking at her. Grandma is this cute, petite woman who is a fashion diva. She has more style than I have in my little toe. Beyond her beautiful exterior is an equally beautiful interior.

In many ways Grandma and I are complete opposites. She shops, I garage sale....similar yet quite different. She gets her hair "done" religiously. I don't even wear makeup. She likes to go dancing. I like to garden. In the past, she'd try hard to convince me that I should wear makeup and style my hair because I was "so beautiful when I did"... I always graciously listened to her loving advice. Out of love, she patiently advised and out of respect, I patiently listened. She's finally given up on changing my opinions on beauty. :)

The one thing we have in common is the love that we have for our family. Family is her first priority. She has taught me the importance of loving, helping and spending time with family. We spend many Sunday afternoons together at "The Farm", as my mother hosts our weekly family lunch. I treasure these moments with my grandmother and my parents. I am so blessed.

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  1. Great post. :) The Boy looks like you. :) You have the same eyes.

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