Last night Annabella, Lillian, Sophia (sisters) and Isla (a cousin) - 4 of our beloved chicklettes all spent the night. We read, played games and said their bedtime prayers. It was a very sweet time.
I think most of all Val - "Ganah" - is the best grandmother and friend to these children. I used to wonder why it was that Val and I got along so well, we were so different (plus, she often doesn't think my humor is all that funny) but I have come to realize that her infinite love and care toward this family, toward me is something I took for granted for a very long time.
I just love this picture of her calming Sophia at my mother's funeral/burial. How foreign to a small child, is death. No matter, Val has been able to always make tough things smooth out with these grandkids.
I used to find reasons to be convinced Val and I could never be what we have become. I am sad and sorry that it took cancer to teach me so many important lessons. [They paved paradise and put up a parking lot. Don't it always seem to go, you don't know what you have til its gone...]
