I was driving to work this morning and realized that it was your birthday! And not only is it your birthday, it is your 100th birthday! This day is indeed special! I continued driving to work wondering what I would do to celebrate you, and I figured that I'd write you a letter to let you know what has been happening in my life these last thirteen years.
I went to college and received a Masters degree. No, it is not the medical degree that I promised I'd get, but I've told mom and dad that maybe I'll go for a Ph.D later in life, and that is almost the same... almost. Instead, I am a teacher, and I love what I do!
I got married. I think you would like Zack. He tends to be very serious and is a great provider. We had a nice wedding downtown, and all of the family came. We kept things simple.
We later bought a house and had the most beautiful, little baby boy ever! We named him Charlie. Grandma, he is absolutely amazing, and I know that you would adore him. He is eager to learn, and he learns so fast! I tell him how great a grandmother you were and how mama shares the same love with him as you did with me. She is a fantastic grandmother, and Charlie loves her!
The only difference between you and mama is that she doesn't make
biscuits from scratch, nor does she make quilts by hand. She is, however, in the
process of sewing together a Thomas the Train blanket for him. You'd be
very proud of her. I know I am!
I miss you so very much, and I thank you for being such a wonderful woman and matriarch. I try so hard to have your patience and understanding. I often (like, very often) fall short of that, but I try, and I know that one day, I'll finally have the same grace you exhibited. I love you. I love you. I love you. More than you ever knew... and I will love you forever.