Saturday, June 19, 2010

What are those stages, again?

My sweet, amazing, beautiful grandmother, Yvonne Lumpkin Morrow, passed away today.  She was eighty years old.

I can't begin to describe the loss to my family.  My grandma was one of the best and kindest people I have ever known, and I owe her a debt I can never hope to repay.

I hope I can be half the woman she was, and I hope I can make her proud.

Love you, Grandma.

2 comments:

Molly Vetter said...

I'm suspecting you make her proud already. (What with your brilliant combination of a deeply caring heart and a smart mouth and all...) ;)

Lea M. Booth said...

Thanks, Moll.