Earlier today, I put a new event in my phone calendar and didn't pay much attention. I'm meant to pick up my brother at the Grammy's Foundation on Friday.
When I double checked my calendar tonight to prepare for the next couple days, I noticed I had "Granny's" scheduled for Friday.
As I read the word Granny...I froze for a second and had to re-rack my brain. I actually believed for a moment that my granny (who passed away years ago) was in my schedule. In a few seconds; I saw her house, her hair and a delicious Little Debbie waiting at her bedside.
So appropriate. She'd be proud of my Friday, of my month, of my brother's year. But she'd also remind both of us to mind our manners and to not forget where we came from.