My Great-Grandmother holding my Grandmother. My Grt-Grandma died the year before my parents married, but before she died, she predicted both when they would marry and when I would be born, she was proven right when I was born three weeks premature. She was of Irish descent, and a very strong lady with a great sense of humour according to the many stories my Mum loved to tell about her.
My Grandmother, whom I adored, was a big part of my life as I was growing up, sadly she died when I was twelve. We had a very strong bond and I can still hear her laugh, something she did a lot.