Monday, April 5, 2010


We spent Easter with my in-laws, as always. It has been a tradition since my husband and I met. I remember being a senior in high school and being forced into hunting eggs at my future Grandmother in-laws. I thought they were crazy, but I made my 14 year old hunt them this year so I guess I am crazy too. Savannah was not thrilled, she was trying to text "The Boy" and I wanted her to focus on the family. We compromised. She hunted with one hand, and texted with the other.

But as I was talking to my MIL (whom I love dearly, and can not imagine my life without her), she mentioned something about not being here to see my children's children with the crazy piercing that she could imagine happening then. It took all I had not to break down and cry like a baby. I do not wan to hear that. She will live forever, right? She has to be there to rock her great grandbabies to sleep, just like she rocked my two. Getting old sucks, I do not want it to happen. Yes, I realize there is nothing I can do to stop it. But by gosh I am not happy about it!

Grandma's should live forever and ever. That's what I think!