Tanjoubi omedetou, Obaachan!
Tonight, we celebrated Hubby’s grandma’s 90th birthday. Ninety and still as strong as ever. Grandma likes to give those strong, back-slapping hugs. It still stings. It made me chuckle when I saw Hubby instinctively covering the incision site on his back when he hugged Grandma tonight. He knew that if she slapped him there, he would be in a world of pain.
When she grasps my hands tightly as she talks to me, I am reminded of the many trials she endured and how she has always prevailed. She is to be admired. Happy birthday, Grandma.
wow! she’s a very young 90 … must be good living and hard work, i’m sure! omedeto!
My Dad passed away in Jan. at 86 but he had Alzheimers so it was a blessing that he went peacefully. I miss him but his quality of life was so far gone that he wasn’t anything like the man I knew 15 years ago. You are truly blessed that your husband’s obaachan is so vibrant.
it must have been a special celebration for you all.