I woke up this morning and knew that it was a special day but I wasn’t sure why. It was one of those feelings that you just can’t place. Then I remembered. It would have been my Grandmother’s Birthday.
Then it really sunk in. It would have been her 100th birthday. Now, the vast majority of folks don’t make it to 100, and many wouldn’t want to. She had enough love in her heart for 200 years and for that I’m thankful. I’m thankful that she got to hear her Great-Grandchildren play in the back bedroom and I’m thankful that she lived long enough to see them walk on the sand at Baba’s Beach.
We’ll be back in the next couple of weeks with more podcasts and some video podcasts from some recent (and not so recent) travels.