Today, I am feeling especially grateful for my grandmother. (Hi, Nannie!) She is 99 10/12 years old, and the woman knows her way around an iPad.
Recently, I called Nannie because I had some bad news I knew she’d want to know. I was scared to call. Who wants to be the bearer of bad news? But she surprised me, just like she surprises every doctor she meets with her spunk.
“Oh, honey. And you having to go through this without your mother!”
She is the first person to mention that connection, one I think about nearly every day. So, there we were on the phone, just boo-hooing.
Just want to say I love you, Nannie. Thanks for your prayers.