I always feel this overwhelming sensation when I talk about my Nannie (Great Grandma). I’m so blessed to have her in my life and to have gotten to know her as well as I have over the years. From the age of 4 until the age of 11, I spent summer after summer out in the boonies with her. I skipped summer camp and opted to head straight to her place. There was never much to do. No TV or any of that. I was just content to bond, bake and learn from her life experiences.
This past Friday, my Nannie celebrated her 91st birthday.
We spent 6 hours (round trip) driving on Saturday to head up to her nursing home and celebrate with her. I always get so excited when I get to visit my Nannie. This occasion was no different.
The moment we walked into the nursing home, my Nannie started to cry. She had been expecting my Nana and Mom… she had no idea that my children and I were always tagging along. She was so overjoyed.
This visit… while it was nice was also very emotionally draining. I’m not going to delve into too many details out of respect of the privacy for my family… but if you follow me on Twitter you’ve probably seen me talking about my Nana’s (Nannie’s daughter) battle with Lou Gehrig’s Disease. I’m going to leave it at that as I’m getting misty-eyed. Between my Nannie’s roommate passing away last week and on top of everything else, while we all shared in many laughs… there were also many tears.
I’m just grateful that we got to have all 5 generations in one room again!
Happy birthday to one of the most inspiring women I know!