I lived with my Granny and Papaw after the BIG D. The divorce. They were just what a wounded mommy and kids needed. My dad had an affair that ended an 11 year marriage. A marriage that probably never should have happened, except it gave the world, Kimberly and Kristin. No regrets here. It's all I know, my life. But I wonder sometimes, if they hadn't divorced, if I would love this Granny so?
I'm so thankful I had Granny Helton in my life.
She taught me:
- how to kill a chicken
- how to
growpick a garden
- how to provide for a family and worry for that family
- how to laugh until you pee your pants
- how to love the Pittsburg Steelers Football games
- and so much more
I love you Granny Helton! I wish I could hug you today.
Krissy (that's what she always calls me)