Today would have been my Nanna’s birthday. She would have been 80 years old, which is pretty old for anyone actually.

I know some people call their grandmother other nicnames or pet names. My grandmother was always Nanna to me. I don’t know who decided to call her that.

She was a sweet lady with grey hair and she always smelled delicious. Her cologne was her trademark and she put it on every morning, even when she was not planning on leaving the house to go out. She liked her special fragrance and so did everyone around her.

Miss you, Nanna. I’m going to ear some cologne today just because I love you.