My apologies for the late post today. It has been a bit of a whirlwind weekend full of last minute flying and driving. My husband’s grandmother passed away suddenly this Friday past. Just two months shy of her 90th birthday, she was a force to be reckoned with to the very end. Ever the indomitable matriarch of the family, she was sharp, warm, kind and made the world’s most incredible pies. In a nutshell, she was the perfect grandmother and she will be dearly, dearly missed by all who have ever known her.
While it’s sad that it took her death to bring her dozen grandchildren, three sons, daughter and innumerable friends together, we all enjoyed sharing and listening to stories of this remarkable woman’s life all weekend long. Hours were spent going through shoe boxes filled with her incredible photographs that spanned not just her own history, but that of our nation. There were young girls in front of Model T’s, young men in foreign lands during WWII, pill box hats, bouffant hair and dozens and dozens of summers spent on Cape Cod. It was in every sense a celebration of her life and I couldn’t help but think how truly happy she would have been to have everyone together like that. I am blessed to have known her and thought it only fitting to share the image below – her wedding day in 1948.
I’ll be back tomorrow…maybe a little late as I get back into the swing of things, but I will be back!
