But, that post will have to wait, because this post is about Gigi.
My grandmother, my Dad's mum, passed away last weekend. She was 99 1/2 years old. She was the matriarch of the family, in every way, right until the end.
I feel so fortunate, that I live close to my family. Both immediate, and extended. That allowed many, many visits over the years.
I can't believe that my kids got to know their Great Grandma [hence the Gigi] In fact, it was our own Mason who came up with the catchy nickname. She has been lovingly refereed to as such, for the last 14 years.
Here are a few photos I have to share.
She was a remarkable lady. She made the worlds best Gigi buns and Sour Cream Pie. She will be missed.
This was taken in January 2016. Pretty great, for the being on the brink of 99 years young.
This one is blurry, but I love it. It's not always easy to be inconspicuous.