Nanny was in every way a wonderful grandmother. Whether it was with a late night snack she made for you (even though dinner wasn't that long ago...), a double hug (because she understood one was never enough...), the shoebox of stocking stuffers with each item carefully wrapped in tissue paper (who else but Nanny would wrap a pack of emory boards with such care...), or the way she never ended a conversation or a visit without saying "I love you", Nanny always showed how much she cared & always let you know how much you meant to her.
I will miss all those things, but most of all I will miss her humor. I am, at the core, a silly person. And in this, Nanny was my partner in crime. My favorite game partner, she could reduce me to giggles in a second. I will never forget the time she called me already laughing so hard she could hardly speak, to tell me about a trip to the grocery store in which she encountered a customer outside with a pet (was either a goat or a donkey) that was just so cute! I was giggling immediately but also slightly concerned. Had she adopted a goat?? Was she ok?? Somehow, we both laughed so hard we were in tears (at least I was).
That was the Nanny I knew & loved. Smart, encouraging, wise, & kind...but just a little silly & whimsical. A lady after my own heart.
With Nanny, I could always be myself- silly & all. And that is, in my mind, the best kind of love. She loved you just the way you are.
I am so grateful to Nanny for so many things, but above all I am grateful for the moments of silliness where I laughed so hard I cried. I know I will always smile, and probably giggle, when I think of her.