It was wonderful to see Nannie. She'll be 95 this October, and while the years have taken their toll on her memory, she's still my Nannie.
She was thrilled to meet Teyla (although I don't think she'll remember it), and she was "overcome" that we had come to see her. "This is the biggest surprise of my life!" she exclaimed time and time again. "I just don't know if I can take it!"Teyla and I flew home last night -- only to unpack, do some laundry and repack for the Love Well Annual Up North Vacation. I'm typing this from the shore of Lake Superior, where we plan to spend the next few days taking in some serious fall color.
More to come. (I'm like a correspondent for my own blog now, aren't I?)
Including -- especially -- pictures.
