My Grandma

She became my grandma the day I was born & every time I went to chop my hair off, she brought up me being bald until age 3. When my niece Azaria was born, she brought up me being bald until age 3 because Azaria was pretty much bald for the first year of her life. The older we got, the more of an A1-Day1 she became.

We talked about everything above and beyond the sun from our faith to our houses, to our doctors & our appointments, to our health, to her job, down to her boyfriend Rob Haswell (our inside joke), especially him. Rob Haswell this, Rob Haswell that, Rob Haswell everything (until I was all Rob Haswell'ed out).

Either way, at the end of the day, she was 1 of my many cheerleading support systems and my second A1-Day1 to pass away within a 10-year span. I love you to the moon & back and then some until eternity Grandma!