My birthday is fast approaching (tomorrow!) and this week and weekend will be filled with celebrations. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. I love celebrating my birthday, because it means I have survived another year. So many things could happen over the course of a year that I feel grateful when I make it through.
Last night, I had dinner with a few family members since my Grandma was visiting from Florida. It wasn’t really a birthday celebration, but gifts were given. Now, I must explain that my Grandma is a stereotypical Jewish Grandma with her amazing cooking, her not so subtle hints to get married and have some grandkids, and her tattooed eyebrows. Wait, that’s not a thing? Anyway, her gift to me was PERFECT.
A picture frame…with her picture in it.