*Tear.

I almost forgot! I woke up on Friday Morning - Birthday morning- with a missed phone call. My Grandma Arnold had called and left a voicemail.
   In the last year my Grandma has started taking lessons on the organ and in the last few months decided to buy her own. This hobby has given her new life, she LOVES the organ and we love to hear her play it.
The voicemail was of just that, Grandma rockin the organ.
   She played Happy Birthday and in the middle, she wished me a Happy Birhday.
I cried, I smiled, I laughed. That message made my heart melt.
        I love my Grandmas!