happy birthday, grandma

today is my grandma's birthday. she is 88. her favorite color is blue hence the color choice for today's post.

88 years ago my grandma was born in washington, d.c. i can only imagine her parents' excitement at their first born daughter. i know she was doted upon her entire childhood. even after, 8 years later, her brother was born.

my grandma loved drawing and art and even went to a school that offered a special art program. i have a feeling she was a spoiled brat. she was the golden child.

today i am choosing to think of the day she was born instead of last year or this coming year. she is struggling with dementia and, over the course of the past 5 or 6 years, has lost herself. she just isn't who she used to be.

but i love her very much, regardless of her dressing like a crazy old lady, regardless of her fighting with us every time she has to take her pills, regardless of her forgetting my birthday. it is possible my grandma loves me more than anyone else in the world. possibly even more than ben does. possibly even more than my mom does. i don't know why this is.

we even have the exact same feet right down to the toes. (albeit hers are 60 years older than mine...)

happy birthday, grandma. i love you through and through.