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dear b’eian,
you have the deardorff stance…
all you need, now…is the bull!
goodness, but i miss that man…our grampa bert…
you share his stance…and his chin…and his ruthy’s eyes…
it’s truly wonderful, really…
when i spot your daddy in jack…and gramma mary in claire…and grampa bert and gramma ruth…and their boy…your papa…in you!
great-grands and grands…uncles and aunties…
this whole wonderful family…all swirled up together…
and always peeking out at me…through all of you!
how i wish so many hadn’t already left before getting to kiss on you…
how grateful i am for these pictures…so you can “know” them too…
my heart aches sometimes…they’re missed so much…
but how it smiles…when i spot grampa standing out in the yard…all shrunked down in little you!
very sincerely,
me (your kinda-hopeful-you-don’t-have-the-deardorff-teeth-too mama)
– hannah’s image…and grampa with one of his “blacks”
dear birthday girl,
sometimes…i catch a glimpse of you in pictures of gramma mary…when she was but a girlie like you are now…
always…when i look at this one…
…something in her eyes…
and when i’ya captured that happy birthday picture of you in the sweet little cap emma made…it was this picture that immediately sprang to mind…
the two of you…in your winter caps…
how she just loved christmas…just loved giving at christmas!
wouldn’t she be so proud of you? her little “éclair”!
i know i am…
you’re the very most amazing christmas surprise i ever got!
very sincerely,
me (your so-grateful-that-you’re-mine mama)
grampy and grammy’s tree trimming
:: still counting sleeps until our getaway…looking back at all those 7,665 days…them all piled up into the 21 years spent learning to love each other well…
still so, so much to learn…
still thinking about my post last night…and the 26,645 days…the 73 years my little gramma has loved her honey…so, so well…
so many years…mine just a drop in the bucket!
hoping and praying my loving him well resembles hers more and more as the years keep going by…
dear gramma zelma,
i kept getting the sense that you were standing right there behind me while i scrubbed those dinner dishes tonight…
but it was only an occasional breeze carrying a here and there whiff of those little pungent pink roses perched on the sill…
your scent…
kinda ironic…since your advice to me when i married that “tall drink of water” was to “never leave dishes in the sink overnight…they’ll always be right there waiting for you in the morning!”
just between you and me…
i haven’t exactly been all that faithful in following your advice…exactly…
but i got those dishes done tonight!
and i loved having the scents of you all the while…
very sincerely,
me
p.s.
my favorite “just married” picture…of you and the man you’ve faithfully washed dishes for…for 73 years!
grampy’s time
– hannah’s image
dear grammy,
on our way to you…when we were over the river but not quite through the woods…i heard a little william voice float up from the back of the truck…to no one in particular…“i have to go potty.”
and then jack’s admonishing, “william, just hold it…like i am.”
giggly, i whispered to your boy that we might need to pull over…
so we pulled off and i tossed back, “okay, boys…hop out and go pee on a tree!”
jack’s bashful eyes met mine…they said, “i’d rather wait, thank you.”
but will, scrambling for the door, volleyed…clarifying…over his shoulder…
“can you poop on the trees too!?!”
once we got to you…as usual…our visit went too, too quick…
and now…home…already counting sleeps until next time!
very sincerely,
me
dear gramma mary,
your tree’s starting to wake up…that tree you loved so much…
i’m sure that where you are…the trees are infinitely more beautiful…
but your tree…when she’s full awake and all abloom…her more pink than green…
she’s awfully heavenly…
how you loved all these kids…your kids…
how you’d “get a kick” out of watching them play under…and in…your tree!
she’s “gramma’s tree”…even to those littles who only know you through pictures…
a glimpse of her and thoughts of you spring to mind…
lovely, happy thoughts of you today…
very sincerely,
me
– hannah’s image