Today is my Grandmama's 80th birthday. Her thoughts on being eighty? "Well, it's better than 79.... Because being able to say I'm eighty and look like this versus having to say 79, well, it just sounds better". She may sound vain but the truth of it is; she couldn't be more right! Women obsess with the thought of aging and to be eighty and feel amazingly beautiful is just, well, beautiful.
My grandmama is obviously a very southern belle. She was born in the house she lives in today. Granddaddy jokes that she didn't get far in life, just from the front bedroom to the master bedroom. The house was built in 1905 in what was called Bullochville, GA on what was post civil war rural Georgia a little over an hour from Atlanta. Family history is a passion of my grandmamas and our family is so lucky to have all of the history collected and preserved by her, with the help of granddaddy of course. She loves her family and flowers are always adorning the graves at the small cemetery where my ancestors are buried.
To say that I love my grandmama is an understatement. She and my granddaddy (who turned 86 on New Year's Eve) are the modern day Snow White and Prince Charming. Literally, I'm pretty sure she can speak to the animals. They are both so pure at heart and what every couple should want to be. Because of the them, I believe in the existence of true love. Their yard even looks like something from a fairy tale.
Grandmamas are special and to me, well I hit he jack pot. The adventures we went on and the stories she would tell to me as a child made my childhood nothing short of magical. Enjoy your grandparents and all of your loved ones while you can. You never know when you won't have them, it breaks my heart at the thought of not having them.
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