95 Years...

My mammaw...she's the greatest. A woman of few words but a strong, wise and wonderful woman in my eyes. I get to spend Friday lunchtime with her at the nursing home...we celebrated her 95th birthday on ThursdayUncle Bruce came for breakfast...Mom made cupcakes...Rachel and Dad handed out ice cream to the other residents...She knew it was her birthday and when anyone asked how old she was, she simply replied "I guess I'm 100!" It was a great day for me-the brightspot in my week.