My grandmother, Susannah's Great-Grandma, is 91 years old (she will be 92 in February). Susannah is 2 (she will be 3 in March). 89 years is a really big age gap. Yet the love and tenderness that is evident in these pictures puts a teary-eyed ache in my heart every. single. time. I look at them.
I love Grandma's happy smile in the first picture. I love how Susannah was automatically gentle and careful with her Great-Grandma, yet did not hesitate to climb up on her lap to visit, show Grandma her Bearie and Blankie, and spend several minutes just snuggled in Grandma's lap. Grandma seemed to thoroughly enjoy it. I don't know if Susannah will remember doing this, but I know I will always remember watching this happen.
My only regret from that day is not getting a picture of Grandma with Sylvia. Lord willing, I plan to remedy that at Christmas-time. These pictures I will treasure for the rest of my life, and I'm guessing that Susannah will, to.