I found this old photo, while sorting through our box of family pictures. I stole it. I had to have it, and it’s been hanging over my desk at home since last spring. These are my two Nannies. On the left is Hair Dresser Nanny (we used to pick her up from the hairdresser ever tuesday) … also on a side note, those of you who have met my sister can now see where she gets the red hair from. On the right is Nanny. She didn’t have a fancy nickname. She was my last living grandparent, but now they are sadly (for me) together. I know at the end of the day, that she has peace now, but there’s a very selfish part of me that hates, just hates the fact that she wont be there come October. When my father called me yesterday, the meltdown I had was just epic. EPIC. I went to go see her last night, cause I needed to tell her that I was sorry. Sorry that I had put work ahead of marriage in life, and of family, and that if I could take it back, I would in a heartbeat, that none of it was worth anything to me at this very moment. I sat there wondering if she knew, if she knew how I felt, and I remembered some words I uttered to someone  a couple of months back who had lost their grandmother, I said “Grandmothers always know, you never have to worry about that” So I’m taking my own advice for once, and going to think of a special way to honor her come October. Thank you to everyone who has reached out, who has taken over the store, who has offered me kind words and hugs. Know that I’m ok, it comes and goes in waves, but that having you all around me makes me realize how lucky I am.

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