It’s the way she reaches for your hand when you’re talking to her. How she leans in close and opens her eyes real big when she listens. It’s the way she speaks of years gone by. That glimmer of sweet reminiscent memories in her eye. Her presence is warm and inviting and she makes a point to show that she cares. She is strong, yet tender. Kind, yet true. She says “I love you dear” and you know that she means it. I love the way she loves.

My beautiful and wise great-grandmother celebrated her 94th birthday this month. She is absolutely amazing and I want to be just like her someday. Xoxo.