Today I found out that my grandma on my dad's side had fallen and had broken her hip as well as her wrist. I couldn't quite grasp it because I had just saw her less than a week ago and she was (and has always been) so great at getting around! When I think of an elderly person breaking a hip, I think of a person who is frail, has trouble walking, and/or is in a nursing home (or close to being in one). Grandma was none of those things.
It really got me thinking about life changes. So, I went up to the loft in the stable and dug around for some pictures; I found these.
They were taken the same year (must have been 2004) at a piano recital for me, Elizabeth, and Chelsey. I look at these pictures and it makes me think, "ah I wish they could just stay that age...just stay like that for the rest of my life". But of course, the pages of life keep turning.
Like the quote at the top of this post says, I am so thankful for the beautiful memories I had growing up with both of my grandparents.
Yes, what a wonderful blessing to have grandparents on both sides of the family for many years. Thank you for the thoughts and memories
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