Happy Birthday, Grandma! I may have never had a conversation, that I remember, with this woman and probably won’t until I see her in heaven (unless you count a lucid dream where I met her and I do), but I’ve been told she’d be happy to see what a fine lady I’ve become. 🙂
My maternal grandma’s name was Harriet and she was married to Grandpa George. I can’t really say I knew her even though there are rumors stories that shortly after she passed away, while my parents were visiting with Grandpa George, I crawled around the house (I was only about 1 1/2 years old) looking for “gamma” everywhere. Everyone tried to tell me she wasn’t there, but somehow I wouldn’t listen and kept looking for her. Apparently, I knew something was amiss and not quite right.
Anyway, I don’t really know much about Grandma Harriet, but chances are pretty good that she would have been quite a woman to meet. She loved cooking, was always up for a good laugh, and a very pretty woman! 🙂
In any event, I will share the one photo I have on this computer of Grandma and Grandpa.
So happy birthday, Grandma, from your oldest grandchild. 😀
Love and prayers!