Mabel Breneman was my husband’s maternal grandmother, whom I met when I was 19 years old and she was 84 years old. Everyone called her Grandma, and I adored her. Actually, everyone adored her. I had never met anyone who was so quietly accepting of everyone. We lived about 1½ hours away and visited when we could, which was not as often as we would have liked, but however long, Grandma was just happy to see us.
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United Church Homes (UCH) is excited to announce a new initiative in our mission to promote the riches of abundant aging—our Abundant Aging podcast!
