We celebrated my Grandma's 89th birthday yesterday. Even with only 9 fingers (Emily still prays that it will grow back), Grandma is still going strong. She'd broken her ankle right after my Mom died and was in a rehab home getting back to walking. She moved back into her apartment on Saturday to see if she can get around on her own. If you look closely at her name tag, you'll get a sense for my Grandma's sense of humor and why she fits so well into our family.
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It's too bad Jon wasn't invited. Especially since his favorite cake was served.
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