The morning of Nana's ONE HUNDREDTH BIRTHDAY, Frank and I stopped by on the way to Salt Lake to be among the first to wish her a happy day. Nana was up, ready to face the day at 100 years old. Incredible!
I got teary-eyed while Frank was taking this picture, just with gratitude that I get to hug Nana on her 100th birthday. It's been a long, hard road to get here, and it's a destination that Nana never wanted to reach. Nevertheless, she has made the journey with dignity, gratitude and joy, and that's how we celebrated.
This is what happens when your mom buys your clothes. Twinners!
I love Freestone
Later that afternoon was the party. We already had the big bash in August, so this was slated to be low-key. Coco was recovering from surgery, so she moved slowly, but got a wonderful party off the ground. Many friends from her Bountiful neighborhood came.
These are Nana's former next-door neighbors. They used to check on her every afternoon at 3. They are saints.
Bre, Max and Elizabeth
Marilyn with her girls hiding behind her.
The siblings, minus Paul, who was in Montana. Marla was there, and I didn't get a picture, darnit, and Da was in Thailand. She is turning one of her apartment buildings into a hotel.
Happy birthday, Nana! We love you so much.
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