She wasn't the overly sentimental type and it was such a sweet thought that I saved the letter. In subsequent years, the letter has been doubly special to me because later that year, and quite unexpectedly, my grandmother passed away. So she never got to meet great-grandchild number four, a girl born to my cousin and his wife nearly six years ago. They came to visit while JT and I were in California so I got a picture of the great-grandkids together.
I think that my grandmother would have been most proud of these four.