Grandmommy

This photo is from last summer when we went to Delaware to visit my Dad's mother, Grandmommy.  While we were there, she suffered a series of medical situations that eventually caused a move to a nursing facility.  This post tonight, if for no other reason, is to remind myself to call, write, and most importantly, plan a visit, soon, to see her again.  The older I get, the more precious these connections to my family and past are.  My father passed away when I was twenty-six years old.  Grandmommy is a living link to my Dad.  We don't know how long we'll be blessed with her here, but I've got to take these opportunities while I can.