Sunday, December 19, 2004

My Grandma Bell

My Grandma Bell is eighty-five years old today. She's an utterly amazing woman with iron will and a strong backbone.
My love of romance started in Grandma's rumpus room. All the adults would play cards and talk. I would grab a romance down from the MANY shelves and curl up next to a window and read. She fed my love of romance and didn't realize she was shaping the future I was to have. Or who I was to become.
I write romances. I love romances. And in my heart, I know it started in Grandma's rumpus room. Your life has touched me more than you know, Grandma. And for that, I'm forever thankful.
Your granddaughter has grown up. She has children of her own. But I look back on those hours spent in your house, immersed in book after book, and smile. Your gift has kept on giving.
I love you, Grandma Bell. Happy Birthday!
Love,
Crystal*

4 comments:

none said...

Happy Birthday to Grandma Bell from me, too!

My mother is her age. Older in fact.

Janie

Michelle said...

God Bless Grandma's! I miss my own as both have passed. Hugs sweetie!
Michelle

Joely Sue Burkhart said...

To Grandma Bell, Happy Birthday a little late! She gave the best gift--one that continues to enrich your life and allows you to give back. You have some wonderful soon-to-be-published stories to show for it!

none said...

DID YOU DISAPPEAR?!

Merry Christmas, Janie