Today my grandmother turned 81 years young. Several years ago she has a mild stroke, but to this day she still mows her own grass, loves to work in her flower beds, and lives life as best she can. I love and admire her. She's old fashioned and quirky, but has the best intentions. What a blessing. It puts butterfly kisses in my heart to see with her great grandchildren and see her smile.
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