Norregard Grandparents

This week I thought I would write about my Norregard grandparents on my mom's side. It was grandma's birthday on October 4th and I remembered her. She died when I was six years old, but I still have some vivid memories of her. I remember I loved her so much and always wanted to be next to her at all our family events. I remember sitting in her hospice bed with her and playing. I remember going to the mall and that she would come over when we were sick. I know that she and my mom had their differences, but she worked so hard for her family. I would love to read her journals about growing up in the Netherlands and emigrating to the United States when she was 14. She had to quit school after the sixth grade and worked as a nannny to support her family when she was a teenager. I am in awe of her example every day. I have written a lot about my Grandpa Norregard. He died when I was 16, so I got to spend more time with him. He was one of my best friends and I loved spending time with him. He was so supportive of my dreams and everything I wanted to do. I also would love to read more about his career as an FBI agent and all the things he did. I miss them both every day!