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I spent some time with my mom and my grandma today. Even though I wasn't really excited about what we were doing, it was nice just to be with them. Three generations. We're so different and yet in the same way so alike. During the end of this pregnancy they both have had the abilty to calm my spirit when I was near the edge of hysterics. We know each other.

My grandma has the difficult task of caring for my grandpa who has dementia. I don't think any of us realize how challenging this is for her. And yet over the last few months I've seen her come to peace with how life is now. She has developed this amazing amount of patience with him that really blows me away. I'm her only granddaughter and I'll easily admit that she's always spoiled me rotten. She still does. Her eyes light up when Riley and Trey come to visit and she can't wait to meet Evan. She looked so pretty today. When she's gone I want to remember her exactly like she looked today, so pretty in that pink blouse.

My mom is my best friend. I talk to her every day. She can instantly tell when we talk on the phone if something is wrong. Her family is by far the most important thing in her life. She lives to take care of us. I couldn't begin to list here all the times she been there when I needed her the most. I'm her only daughter and she continues to spoil me rotten. My boys think their Nana hung the moon and I'm sure Evan will too. She's beautiful, inside and out.

I love you both so much. Happy Mother's Day.

Tomorrow morning I just want to spend some time with Eric, Riley and Trey to celebrate Mother's Day. Trey's already given me a beautiful Mother's Day gift. He redecorated my office with a green permenant marker he found. My fax machine, desk, and printer are covered with his original art work. Riley made me a cute little gift at preschool that is proudly being displayed on our mantle.