In the midst of Spring holidays comes a huge one for our family… Gran's birthday. You've
met Mary T. countless times, here on CMI. I amaze even myself when I search "Gran," so as to recapture special anecdotes.
There's no such thing as closure. Maybe acceptance of something we can't change. Gran's in my life every day, still. It takes very little to trigger a fond and loving memory of her blind, inspiring love for me…
"Honey, you have hands of gold."
Happy Birthday, Gran. I'll forever love you to the moon and back.
