It’s something of a milestone isn’t it? One hundred years on this earth.
Born at the start of a war. Lived through another and another…
Witness to a changed and ever changing world, but always ready to embrace the new.
Still as sharp, as interesting, as vocal.
Frustrated by a body betrayed by age.
Remembering too many, but remembered by many more.
Generations to follow, stories to be passed.
A 100th birthday is something to celebrate. And, boy, was it celebrated. Bells rang and sang in town, a red carpet rolled out as welcome, a party held, gifts presented. A card from the Queen, a Papal Blessing. A video message from Daniel O’Donnell; the winner I suspect.
A hundred years, hard to comprehend. So many memories, so many people, so many lives encountered and influenced.
A milestone indeed. And, I am so glad I was able to celebrate with her; I wouldn’t have missed it.
Wishing my amazing grandmother a very happy 100th birthday.