Thinking of Irene at the close of the day

Tonight I miss my Grandmother. I don't know why I am missing her tonight. The thought of her not being with me anymore is carefully bringing me to tears. I am just going to post a couple of pictures of her here --because these are the pics I have been looking at tonight.

She was a devoted Grandmother. Tons of love and appreciation. Big, huge heart and an unfailing willingness to try to see the best in people. She loved bragging about Lee and how he is from South Africa. She really liked how Lee and I ran the Boise Marathon together. She liked more than she liked my resistance to traditional female roles!

I feel like flying home and walking through the door to find her in her familiar chair. I want to see her face light up with absolute joy and a confused giggle. Delight. I am very fortunate that Irene was my Grandmother. -- Thanks Grandma Irene - I miss you.