Today is my Grandmother’s Birthday. When I was a little girl and would ask her how old she was she would always answer “I am 100 years old!”. For about 5 years I thought she was 100 and even proudly shared that fact at Show and Tell. I believed anything my Grandmother told me including that she grew her home made pasta in the garden and that Papa picked it while I was sleeping. Visiting with my Grandparents at their house in the New York countryside was magical. I miss her everyday.