My Grandmother was born on May 25, 1926 and died on June 29, 2005.
She was 79 years old.
She was a Clinical Pathologist at the National Cancer Institute in Bethesda, Maryland.
Ironically it was lymphoma that took her life.
Most women will tell you that their mother was their best friend, mine is now, but it was my Grandmother that was my best friend and my rock. She was the only person in my life that never judged me. Her love and acceptance was unconditionally unconditional.
Aw – this made me cry. I just lost my Grandma to cancer January 16th. She was like this amazing lady I couldn’t even begin to expain here but bc of your post I know you understand. :’) She would have been 91 on Feburary 14, the lady of love is what I used to call her
Anyway nice post.