When my six-year-old granddaughter handed me a drawing that said, “I LOVE YOU NANA,” I almost cried.
It wasn’t perfect.
The letters leaned in different directions.
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When my six-year-old granddaughter handed me a drawing that said, “I LOVE YOU NANA,” I almost cried.
It wasn’t perfect.
The letters leaned in different directions.
I was only fifteen when they dressed me in white and convinced me I was the luckiest girl in the village. Everyone smiled at…