A year ago this weekend I was still in Hoboken. By that time I knew I was coming here, and I had not even gone on vacation to the Dominican Republic. Life has truly changed since and I almost don’t want to fathom what it will be like one year from now. My grandmother turned 90 years old today. I spoke with her this morning before she went to my Aunt’s for a party. My whole family was there, or most of them at least. She is a mother, grandmother, great grandmother and great great grandmother. The things she has experienced make my 32 years seem like nothing. So, I can’t worry about how much has changed in this one year of my life. I can’t focus on the lost loves, the weird friendships, the bankrupt company, working from home, or missed entries in my “blog” even. I have to think about how this one year of my life will, as it is for my loving and wonderful grandmother, be only 1.1% of my life if I live to 90 years old. I have to look at the long term, big picture. It has been a great year.
Happy Birthday Grandmom! I love you very much and I hope to live as long as you have, and have as many grandchildren and great grandchildren and great great grandchildren as you do.
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