Sean was an adorable little boy with a great smile. He had a gleam of excitement in his eyes and he was always on the go; a busy little beaver was he. And he grew up into a great young man and still was as busy as ever.
I remember the day Sean gave me my new name…”Nanaan”. Nici and I were in the kitchen, I was sitting at the table. He walked into the kitchen, walked up to Nici and gave a good morning kiss. He looked over at me an said “good morning Nanaan”. Nici said Sean that’s your Nana. I told her it was okay. It was his name for me and it was okay. When I think of Sean I can almost hear him calling “Nanaan”.
I am very thankful for all of the wonderful memories.