The family celebrated the life of my Dad's mother on July 7th. She had just turned 97 years old in June and passed away peacefully about a week later. She was remembered for her sweet smile and hand squeezes at the home where she lived the last years of her life. I remember so much more.....she was a faithful woman, who valued family and loved us all in her quiet way. She became quite the hugger and the last time I saw her, we held hands most of the visit.
One of my favorite photos of her and Grandpa...their wedding day. So pretty!
A picture of me, in their laps.
Grandma, you are gone, but not forgotten. Rest in peace.
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