Dear Nanny
Oh you would have so enjoyed today. We were all together, the sun shining, a beautiful Easter Sunday. The traditional Hardestys ham, deviled eggs and strawberry shortcake on the table.
We did your favorite thing, like we always do.
The cups were filled with magic. The aroma of vinegar strong. The same simple wire egg dipper on the table. All those years of spending Easter with you made an impression on Dava and I. Even the years we weren’t necessarily excited about your favorite thing we did, out of love and respect. I know you were there in spirit, smiling, loving that we still do this thing we always did. But now we do it with hearts full of loving memories of Easter Sundays long ago.
I miss you Nanny.
xoxo
