Grandma Marge
The kids, my mom, Aunt Susan and I drove to Chico to put flowers from the wedding on Grandma Marge’s grave this morning. I’ve only been here once, for her funeral 17 years ago. It was a little emotional and made me wonder if she knew we’d been there, if she knew about all of her great grandkids and how much we miss her. Betsy’s middle name is Marjorie, after Grandma Marge. I am glad we were able to bring Betsy and Carson here, even though they didn’t understand the significance of it.
