I suppose it is sadly appropriate that on the day of love we recognize the life of someone whose life revolved around it. Grandmama loved many things--mostly her family--and today I choose to try to acknowledge that alone. I will celebrate her life and be immensely grateful that I had her in mine rather than mourn the loss of her. Twenty years is a long time to spend with someone so beautiful and compassionate; her loving ways were bound to rub off on me.
So, here's to the day of love and those who daily celebrate it in the way they live.
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