Much to our pleasure, my grandma Bev came to visit us in South Dakota last week. I am really proud of her for coming, because she was truly nervous to fly by herself. With everything she has been through in the last six months, I am proud of her for going anywhere. Her husband of 54 years passed away in October and that would shake anyone's world up. But Grandma is trying to pick herself up and get on with her life. That doesnt make her love my Grandpa any less, she just knows what she has to do.
My grandma has always been an inspiration in my life. She has always had so many interests and hobbies. She knows at least a little about everything. She rises before dawn and fills her time with meaningful and worthwhile activities. She graduated college well past forty, continued to mountain climb through her fifties and rode miles on horseback all through her sixties. My grandma is the person who showed me that a girl can do anything she puts her mind to. She also taught me to explore my interests. I believe I gained my love of reading from her also. As I grow older, I find myself having more and more in common with her. Actually I am trying to steer my life so that it can be more like hers. I feel like if I accomplish one half of what she has, I can die happy. I love this pic that we got while she was here. I am so happy that Marley is getting the chance to get to know her. Marley doesnt realize how lucky she is with all the cool amazing people that make up her family.
So a toast to Grandma Bev. She may be feeling her age right now. She may be slightly (or wholly) cantankerous. But we love her anyways. And we always will.
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