My Grandma {Life As I Know It}

For my Grandma (who I actually call Granny – she hates it), 2012 has been just an OK year.  There’s been some highlights and some low times  – I’d say that over the course of her life, she’s had better.  My Grandma experienced a loss late 2011 with the passing of her husband, Brother Rogers – though he wasn’t my grandfather, they’d been married for about 20 years.  A few months later her baby, my Uncle Timmy, turned 50 years old.  I adore it when she calls him her Peter Pan.  There’s just something about the way she says that makes me hear it in a younger voice.  She got to travel some this year, visiting family she hasn’t seen in a while.  So when September came near, my mom and her siblings thought they’d keep the happy times alive and decided to surprise her with a birthday party.

I have to admit, my family isn’t the best at surprises.  My Uncle Timmy’s party was a “surprise” as well – it was actually more like an easing into party rather than a “SURPRISE!”  And that’s how Granny’s birthday was planned too.

When she was away from the house, they’d sneak tables and chairs into her garage.  I think food might have made its way into her fridge (which, of course, didn’t get past her).  We all kept our lips tight but one of the cousins made a squeak and got Granny’s wheels turning.  But we still showed up when we were supposed to – parked our cars on the lawn next to her house, brought food and hugs and birthday wishes.

It’s not every day someone turns 87.  So by all means, it’s a reason to drop what we’re doing and spend time together, with family, and celebrate Robbie Fay.  My Grandma.

Being with family reminds you of where you came from, helps you see where you’re going, let’s you realize the support system you have around you…

This is my family.  My uncles and aunts.  My first, second and third cousins.  My parents.  My Grandma.

She’s the pretty lady in purple. I like her in purple. Her hair looks whiter and then her eyes look bluer.  Love this lady.

These two chubby girls are my third cousins – my second cousins are already having babies and that makes me feel old.

Tammy and Chris’ hug up top… I love it.  And Uncle Phil murdered the hotdogs. I had to include it.

It was a whirlwind of an afternoon and I heard that Granny was wiped out by the time we all left – no doubt as we aren’t exactly the quiet, keep-your-hands-to-yourself type.  But I do hope she enjoyed us bombarding her lazy afternoon and keeping her busy.  I know we did… but it was her birthday and that’s what matters. Happy 87th Birthday, Grandma. Love you.

 

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October 23, 2012 - 6:33 pm

Kandie - Brooke you are an amazing photographer. Thank you for sharing this with all of us. I believe Grandma had a wonderful birthday. I too enjoyed spending time with all of our family. It is something we should do way more often. There is a lot of loved to be shared by each and every one of us. I love you Cuz! And I feel very blessed to have you as a family member.

October 24, 2012 - 2:22 pm

Stacy - Awesome – I’m glad you all had a great time celebrating your matriarch. :-) She looks like a special lady!

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