Last week for Veterans Day, Jake had to make a poster for school. We had red, white and blue stars and markers all ready to go when I remembered some of my Grandfathers WWII pictures and dog tags. I went to get the box of my "Grandparents stuff". When I opened the lid I was hit with the smell. It smelled just like them, G-Momma and Grandfather. It was so overpowering and comforting I burst into tears. Jake came running over to see WHAT was in that box! I tried to explain to him how much I loved that smell and how much I loved them. It reminded me of when I was a little girl and would go to their house and it smelled so good just walking in the door. Jake doesn't remember them but he loves his grandparents so I think he had some understanding of what I was saying. I couldn't believe that just a smell could mean so much to me. I am blessed to have such a giant, crazy, wonderful family. And I've had them all my life! What a great foundation I've been given and what a bigger blessing to raise my children in this family. My grandparents legacy continues.
Saturday night the other side of my family had a birthday celebration for my Granny. She turned 90 years old. Jeff and I debated on whether to go. A small thing like going out to dinner can take all of our energy. But we decided to go. It was loud and crazy - just like always. We talked and laughed and were surrounded by the people that love us unconditionally. By the time we left we felt so much better than when we got there. We were full of hopeful energy to face chemo today. And when we left I hugged Granny for a long time. I was her first grandchild so I'm sure that makes me her favorite. I took one last sniff before I let go. Ahhh, powder and Estee Lauder.
Love,
Jeff and Leta
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