Back Posting: 27 November 2010

Happy Birthday (number 93), Gran'ma!!! You are amazing! You have been such a dear and faithful friend to me throughout my life. You are my biggest fan and you have been the wizzard of my imagination! The times I have spent with you over the years have been some of my sweetest! I love our imaginary lands and places we would go. I loved just being who I wanted to be in your house. I adore you and I cherish our friendship! You are an amazing woman to look up to and I aspire to be like you in so many ways! I am blessed to have you in my life and I am blessed that my children also know my dear Gran'ma! You're unbelievable and I love you more than you know! Happy Birthday!

For those of you who don't know my Gran'ma, she is one of a kind. She has a wonderful sense of humor and laughter is never far from her. She loves deeply. She is a practical joker. She is a hard worker (still goes to the office--accounting department--nearly 40 hours a week). She is creative and can handle almost any project you give her. She is a faithful friend. She is so smart and has the memory of an elephant. She is generous. She is loving and compassionate. She is loyal. She is patient and careful and diligent and thoughtful. She is a wonderful woman of God and all who know her would say that they are a better person because of the influence she has had on their lives in one way or another.

I am fortunate to have you in my life, Gran'ma! I love you!

Gran'ma & Pappy at my wedding May 1997

Andrew's Lake, Colorado Summer 2002

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