They started a few years ago, when Dylan was just a little peanut in an infant carrier and Grandma knew I needed to get out. About 1-2 times a month, Grandma Diener (Great Grandma to my kids) invites me and whatever children are in our house over to hers, for lunch. Every now and then, I've been able to talk her into letting me bring something for lunch or into a lunch out, but the standard is lunch at her place.
You have no idea how much I look forward to these lunches. It's worth every bit of the struggle to get squirmy kids packed up and buckled in for the 17 minute drive to her house. Why? Not only do I look forward to Grandma and her cooking, but I enjoy her dearly, and my kids do, too.
The lunches last as long as she's in Indiana. But come the end of December, and this year, mid-January, our lunches go into hibernation and wait for return with the spring.It is one thing to have a good friend in your life. It is one thing to have someone who loves you and lets you know you're loved. It is one thing to know you've been blessed with a good family, and not by your own design. (I married Danny- what came with him is just the bonus.) But when all these things are in the same person? Well, if the lump in my throat and the tears blurring my vision are indicator- it is a very rare and wonderful thing.
Before Grandma takes off to resume her status as Texas Snow Bird, I thought I'd take pictures at our latest lunch with her.
We're going to miss you Grandma. Take care, stay warm, and we'll see you when the daffodils bloom.
Grandma always made you feel she had been waiting to see just you all day and now the day was complete.
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Marcy DeMaree
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How precious!
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