Like most people, I had two grandmas. We lost my dad's mom in 1991, a month before my 12th birthday. I wasn't very close to her, and for years wondered why I had such a hard time dealing with her death. I think it's because I missed my mom's mom, and craved another relationship like I had with her.
Today is January 22, 2010. Today should have been my Grandma Southern's 80th birthday. She fought very hard for a long time. But in March 1988, ovarian cancer took her from us. I miss her. I mourn her. It still upsets me that my younger brother, who was only 3 when we lost her, barely remembers her. It makes me sad that she never got to meet her great-grandchildren. I think they would have been inseparable. To say that she was the most amazingly wonderful grandma ever would be an understatement.
I am thankful for the very short (almost) decade that I spent with her. I am grateful to her for my wonderful mom.
This is one of my favorite pictures of her (and that's my lil' brother). It makes me smile.
Happy Birthday, Grandma. I think I'll bake your chocolate cake today.
*Check back on Monday for Grandma's recipe, and to see what I've been up to this week - I've been busy!*