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Birthday reflections
Oct. 2nd, 2009 09:28 pmToday is October 2nd, 2009.
My grandmother was born in Tonsberg, Norway on October 2, 1919. This would have been her 90th birthday. People who knew her--can you believe that? 90? She was 88 when she died, and she was still playing bridge twice a week and tennis and had a more active social life than me. We went to Norway just six months before she died. I mean--a 13 hour flight overseas, a six hour train ride from Oslo to Bergen, a ten hour bus ride back to Oslo, a family reunion--all when she was 87.
We had no idea she was as sick as she was until only a week before she went into the hospital. I mean, two years ago today, I made a lemon chiffon cake and my aunt came home from California, and my grandmother gave a toast and said something about how it might be her last birthday and we all brushed her off. Because that was clearly ridiculous! And then she died a month and a day later.
Anyway. My grandmother would have been 90 today.
( Some pictures and stories, because a 90th birthday deserves to be celebrated, even if she's gone. )
Happy birthday, Moomoo. I miss you.
My grandmother was born in Tonsberg, Norway on October 2, 1919. This would have been her 90th birthday. People who knew her--can you believe that? 90? She was 88 when she died, and she was still playing bridge twice a week and tennis and had a more active social life than me. We went to Norway just six months before she died. I mean--a 13 hour flight overseas, a six hour train ride from Oslo to Bergen, a ten hour bus ride back to Oslo, a family reunion--all when she was 87.
We had no idea she was as sick as she was until only a week before she went into the hospital. I mean, two years ago today, I made a lemon chiffon cake and my aunt came home from California, and my grandmother gave a toast and said something about how it might be her last birthday and we all brushed her off. Because that was clearly ridiculous! And then she died a month and a day later.
Anyway. My grandmother would have been 90 today.
( Some pictures and stories, because a 90th birthday deserves to be celebrated, even if she's gone. )
Happy birthday, Moomoo. I miss you.
