My grandma turned 97 today. That’s a lot of living.
I remember when she turned 95 and it was a big celebration – because we just didn’t know if she would make it to 96. And then she had another birthday celebration at 96 and now at 97. At this point every year needs to be a big celebration because each year is yet another milestone.
I can hardly fathom what living an entire century even looks like. The change she has seen in her lifetime is great in every aspect.
There’s no one quite like her. Happy Birthday Grandma.