Sunday, December 21, 2008

The Ballerina

When my Ellen was a young girl she would often ask her 'beautiful white haired grandmother' to play her special ballerina music box for her. When she grew up and her grandmother had passed into glory she was given the little ballerina. It now sits perched high atop our hutch until one of our children ask to see it. Then it will carefully be lifted down and Ellen will share wonderful stories of her 'beautiful white haired grandmother' as our children watch the ballerina twirl and dip to the music.

Wonderful grandmother. Wonderful stories. Wonderful mother.

Posted by the Patriarch

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