I was very lucky. I had a second Mom, my maternal grandmother. Her given name was Marion, but we all called her Gagee. She was terrific. Intelligent, warm and funny; she was a woman who epitomized unconditional love. And she was a hugger; eager to wrap you up in a big embrace.
That’s Gramps and Gagee, with Gagee holding Carrie Elizabeth in her arms. Gramps was 76, Gagee 75. When the photo was snapped, they had been married for almost 54 years; parents to two daughters, grandparents to ten, great-grandparents to - well, the arithmetic fails me. Were Gagee to magically be alive today, she would be crocheting up a whole bushel of booties for Isabella Rose. And she would surely be looking at Izzy with that same joyous smile that beamed at Carrie almost 35 years ago.
Happy Mother’s Day!