Marlene gave me a wonderful collage of photographs a number of years ago. Pictures of me from a baby to a young adult. And pictures of my family.

Arrine and I were looking at the pictures the other day and she was naming who she knew. Then she pointed at this pic and asked, “Who’s that girl?”

I said, “That’s Grandma Anne-Marie. Remember? Her picture is in your bedroom watching over you?”

Arrine smiled and walked away. And I had a little cry.