Once upon a time, a young lady met a guy at a dance. That one moment started the line that resulted in me.
This is a picture of the Bogaart family at Christmas in 2006. In the middle, there, that's my grandmother. Today, she turns 100 years old.
Today my flowers will be delivered to her and I'll visit her during the Christmas break and it feels woefully inadequate.
A century. I can't even fathom it.