Grandma

My grandma died in April of 1997. The last conversation we had was on the telephone. She ended our conversation by saying (in her usual southern twang), "Suzy, you might be getting older, but you sure as hell ain't growing up."
Her death was probably the most pivotal moment in my adult life. Losing her, made me grow up. I think of her often, almost everyday and it has been almost 12 years since she died. Her life motivates me to make a better life for my children. I am extremely grateful for knowing her. I wish and hope that she can see me now, all grown up.