Jana Virginia. No that definitely wouldn’t have sounded right. But I just had a conversation with my grandma (Virginia) on the phone and I know exactly where I came from. She and I are two peas in a pod.
We laughed so hard just now. Both of us have little to no filter on what we say. We live and laugh and love loudly. Some of the things she shared with me were comforting, because she gets how I think and feel. Instead of feeling odd, I feel understood. And she feels the same. I am half her age (exactly, right now) but feel such connection with her. She is a wonderful, strong, loving, funny, amazing woman. And I get to call her grandma 🙂
So, I will stick with Jana Marie for a name. It flows a little better. But Virginia will always be a part of who I am at my very core. I love you, Grandma.
