Dear Grandma,

Dear Grandma,

  Happy Birthday! If you were alive you would be 75. That is young. I really wish you were still here, Grandpa too. I would probably be bitter and angry that you were both taken so young were it not for the gospel and the knowledge that I will see you both again. How comforting that is. I wish you could come for a visit and see where I live but more than that I wish I could come to Idaho and visit you on the farm. So much to tell you.
I have learned so much this past year. I would make you laugh, cringe and chastise me all with a sentence or two.  I think about you all the time mostly when I am doing mundane house work or cooking as these are the things you loved. I can make some serious cinnamon rolls (finally!) that would give even yours a run for their money!
My kids grow like weeds. Already a year has gone by and my baby will be one in a few days. I'm sure you would get a kick out of my kids and their spunky, individual personalities. You would be happy to know that I have found joy in motherhood. Maybe you could tell me why it has taken me this long. There is so much I understand now about why mothers do the things they do and I know you would appreciate hearing it. Thank you for being such a pillar of strength and a great example. I am just so sorry that I didn't recognize these things when you were alive. That is how it goes I guess. You don't know what you've got till its gone.

Thank you......

for teaching me how to make buttermilk....

for all your recipes, I treasure them!...

for showing me how to make homemade noodles..

for your frugality. I always ask myself, what would Gma do?....

for your stories. Im so glad you wrote them down...

for impressing on my mind the importance of hard work....

for growing dill in your garden, it will forever remind me of you...

for delicious pickled beets...

for delicious homemade bread...

for delicious turkey noodle soup with mashed potatoes...

for writing in your journal all of those years. For with those you speak to me.

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Much Love,

Rochelle