Family

So my 2nd daughter was bemoaning the fact that she doesn't look like the rest of the family...she does but she does have features that remind me of.....this morning it came to me. She looks like my Grandmother Rosetta Byrumn Boyce. She has the nose and the tiny frame...it is interesting that people we have no knowledge of can affect us in ways that are so beautiful. My Grandmother had 8 children 5 girls and 3 boys. She was a gentle soul and I really never knew her beyond the great soft biscuits and dumplings she made. I slept with her on her twin bed when we visited . I was little and so was she. I never felt her in the bed with me. She came after I was asleep and she was up early...so was I but never before her. She was a wonderful woman and my aunts were fun women who loved their mother and took care of her. She lived in the home my Daddy built for him and my mother when they were first married and then paid on and paid the bills for the rest of her life. She passed when I was 18 and it was a sad thing that I did not go to her funeral but life had to be lived my senior year...she only came to visit us once when we lived in Rome New York. We took her to see Niagara Falls and her comment was "that could grind allot of cornmeal" That was the only time in her life she left her small world.