Today is my Grandmother’s birthday. I’m sad to say that I don’t remember meeting her as she passed away before I could talk. She was such a big part of my own mother’s life, that I’ve heard lots of stories about her. I wished for myself I could have gotten to know her for myself. To learn her secrets about cooking and tasted her famous chessecake and scones. I wish I could have spoke to her about growing up and when she met my Grandfather. Most importantly about her life living in New York City. As we are the only family members in my family to have done that. We’ve both said we wouldn’t go back to visit the place we lived as well. I was lucky as I got to know my grandmother on my father’s side and my grandfather on my mum’s side. As I now see my own parents becoming grandparents, doing such an amazing job with my nephews. It makes me appreciate how precious they are. Although my relationship with both my Grandmother and Grandfather were different, I have lots of memories with love and happiness. Today I wish my Grandmother a very happy birthday and wonder what it would have been like if I had gotten to know her properly?