Granny’s Little Daisies

June 8 2015 -Granny's little daisies 14

Everyone’s life begins with a mother. Sometimes you don’t know who your mother is-that must be devastating. I was a lucky girl for I knew my mom until she was 61. I was 37 when she died. It wasn’t pretty. Cancer is like that. It steals everything from you and those around you. However I maintain that one should concentrate on what one has and not dwell on what one doesn’t have. Not always easy but it’s something to strive for.

This beautiful hand-printed gift was from my grandchildren. Molly, age 6, Emily, age 4, Liam, age 2, Andrew, age 1 and Penelope, now 6 months. Their moms gathered them all together and with what I imagine was a great big mess they produced something special that I will always cherish. I am not known as Granny to them. But my mom was granny to my children and my mom loved daisies. As do I.

What a great tribute to someone that my grandchildren will unfortunately never know but will hear stories about as long as I am here to tell them.

And that’s what I do. I tell stories. So if you don’t like hearing them this is probably not the right place for you!

Here’s a video I made on IMovie to honor my beloved mom:


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