Today I am thankful for my Nanny. If she were still here it would be her 91st birthday. She took a tiny piece of me with her when she left here, but what she left behind was so much bigger. Her legacy of love and compassion is broad and warm. She left behind small children who remember her gentle way and easy smile. She left behind adults who miss her hands and the smell of her powder. I am so thankful that she was mine for the first 33 years of my life. So thankful she was mine for even a minute. So thankful for my Nanny.
Happy Birthday, little bird. I miss you every day.