Granny
Granny’s Lilac Tree @ The Chicago Botanic Garden
November tested our family. We said our final goodbye to my husband’s mother, best known in our house as Granny, and to our sons’ definition of vacation as an investigation of Celtic castles followed by games of Coppit. Our Thanksgiving offered gratitude for her life and the blessings of siblings and cousins with whom to remember her.
Today begins a new month marked by lights in the darkness and collective celebrations. This afternoon our family will drape trees in lights indoors and out, and bedeck our house in the silly, sentimental, and deeply significant symbols of life’s capacity to endure and reinvent itself.
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