I lost my mom when I was 26. I had my first child when I was 28, so they will never know their grandma. I had an interesting childhood, not perfect (who's is?) but definitely magical and all part of what my mom dreamed up along the way. I want to share some of the stories with my kids and so I made an A-Z book of memories. I hope you find some meaning in it, too. And maybe even think of creating a memory book of your own about a loved one that has passed.