One of my favorite past-times is pulling down the two old suitcases from my Nana’s upstairs closet. One white. One blue. Each full of photographs capturing the lives of my family members. It’s as though I’m seeing their lives through the eyes of my grandparents. Beautiful. This Thanksgiving I went on one such nostalgic journey and stumbled across this lovely photograph of my Nana.
Wasn’t she beautiful? Somehow I missed out on the perfect skin and raven-colored hair. I think she looked like Judy Garland- only prettier, of course. She graciously allowed me to take the photograph home with me. I plan to frame it in our home. My favorite part is the little corner where she wrote, “Love, Helen” in her flawless script…
*sigh* I love her. I’m glad I descended from such a classy broad! Love you, Nana!