I miss you, Grandma!

Today, I wish I could talk to my Grandma. A friend of mine from work used to be the vice-principal at Davis High, and was kind enough to share her yearbook picture with me. This is probably from about 1981. This is how I remember her.

If I could pick up the phone and talk to her, (and I still remember her number), I know she would offer her support and express her love. I would tell her how we are trying to be patient for a birthmother to pick us, and how my heart aches sometimes. She knows quite a bit about patience and heart ache.

Even though she passed away when I was 15, I feel like she has walked with me every step of the way throughout my 34 years.

I love you, Grandma

This picture is from our trip this summer to Brighton. My sister rented a big cabin and we spent time with my side of the family, including aunts, uncles, and cousins from out of town. It's been a great summer, and I hate to see it end. I love fall though, it's just what comes after that worries me, you know, that fluffy white stuff. I suppose, I'll manage. I always do! Tyson loves snow, so that's good! Maybe if snow was warm and emitted light I would like it! :)