I don't know why, but in the last 2 weeks, I have been thinking a lot about my Nanny. Nanny has been in heaven for seven years now and I do miss her. Little things have been reminding me of her.
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Bo and I with my grandparents . Nanny is the one next to Bo (of course...lol) My Mom Mom is next to me and she is amazing as well. |
I found her garden gloves while cleaning out my china cabinet. She loved to garden so much. Her gloves still have dirt stains on them and I will never wash them.
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Nanny's gloves
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In my dining room window, I have two angel figurines. One was from Nanny and I found her sister at an antique store in North East. I think they may have another sister but I am not sure. It is something I look for every time I go into an antique store. Nanny loved "dust catchers". She loved pretty, dainty things.
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Nanny's angels
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For two weeks, almost everyday, I have been wearing a pair of star earrings that Nanny gave me. She told me that she was wanting to give me something of hers and she found these earrings. I love them. Wearing them just makes me feel closer to her, somehow.
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Nanny's earrings
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My Nanny was a fireball. She loved us very much, especially my husband. Bo was one of her favorite people. I loved that he would go visit her even if I was out of town. He would take the kids over and have pinto beans and corn bread with her.
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My Aunts. Hopie(left), Joan, Alice, Ann and my Mom |
She was a beautiful woman and strong. She raised beautiful and strong daughters...like my Mom. Sometimes, it's good just to sit and remember our loved ones who are with Jesus.
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