Edna & Lila, cousins ~ wading through the flooded cornfields in Boswell, Oklahoma
Today I am thinking of Lila Jane. My “grandma”. (on the right) She was born on July 3, 1909. I think this may be the only childhood photo I have of her. Though the pic is old and faded, see her smile? It certainly never faded. You never left her house hungry OR empty-handed. She loved you and anyone that happened to be with you. She and Grandpa Bug raised eight pretty remarkable kids, too. They lived through some tough times. But much like the picture above, no matter how deep or murky life got, she just stepped a little higher, smiled, and moved forward. What great life lessons she has left with us.
I picture her today on a big old front porch in heaven. But she’s not sitting around rocking. She never did. She is running around making sure everyone has a glass of sweet iced tea and a bowl full of ice cream. Happy Birthday, my sweet Grandma! I miss you everyday. Till we meet again~ ♥