Grandmothers

I adored my grandmother and she adored me. I was lucky to have her in my life until I was... well let's just say... all grown up. She passed away at the age of 94, one month before Kimani was born. My grandmother was always an important part of my life, a trusted confidant, a brilliant advisor, a skilled teacher, and a constant love.



I have learned that both Mallory and Peach have grandmothers who visit and love them. A great sense of joy came over me to know that these children are not forgotten by that special family matriarch. Mallory’s grandmother has indicated that she would like to receive news and pictures of Mallory as she grows up. I hope that Peach’s nana will want this as well.

For now, I am making each of them a scrapbook, a window into the life their cherished grand-daughters are coming to. It will include details about our state and city, the girls' new names and address, our family and our home, as well as the pictures of their girls that I already have. I hope these books bring peace and happiness... a tiny token of my thanks to them for their continued love in the face of what must have been nothing short of tragedy for their families.