Yesterday was the day my Nana would have celebrated her birth...I thought of her all day, even dreamed of her the evening before. I miss her.
But she is in my life daily, in the little things...
my obsession with soap (and setting it out, and smelling it, and refusing to use it!), my love for birds, my ability to bake very yummy things, my trust in God, my love for reading...
thank you Nana, for helping to shape who I am.
Happy Birthday!
You're here, despite being gone.
*jenna
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