Old Age

My birthday is in 2 days and every year I get a card from my grandmother. She always sends the corny poem card with the gold lettering - the works. You know, the stuff grandmothers are supposed to send. She also always sends $1 because she's poor, but gives what she can. It always puts a smile on my face.

There was, however, something a bit unexpected this year. She always puts a little note on the left hand side of the card saying how she misses me. This year it went like this:

Dear Ben,
I often think of the good times together when you were at BYU. I miss our contacts. I wish you a happy birthday. May the Lord bless you always.

Then the curious part:

Love,
Aunt Helen

I thought to myself, ok, so that was weird, and discounted it as a momentary lapse of reason. Then I looked to her signature on the right hand side under the card message. Once again, it read:

Love,
Aunt Helen

Now, I love my grandmother. She's a great lady, but... Oops!