Paige Ellen Snyder, named for my grandmother Ellen Miller. My grandma died when I was 21, shortly before my college graduation. In her last few years senility set in and the woman who was once a teacher and taught me so much could no longer remember whether she just made coffee. Despite losing much of her short term memory, she remembered my graduation and asked my uncle and mother to drive her from Maine to Vermont to attend. She passed away in her home a week before I graduated. My grandmother's death was the first I experienced and I was deeply affected. Although I had planned to continue living in Burlington, Vermont, I suddenly doubted my choice. When my mother asked if I would consider returning to Maine to live with my aunt for a short time until I knew for sure what I wanted to do, I agreed. Two days after returning to Maine, I met the love of my life. Dave and I often talk about my grandmother and our mutual belief that she had a hand in our union. It seemed only fitting that our daughter share her name.
In August of this year we brought Paige to Maine to meet her family. It was at this visit that my mother told me that she met a woman who claimed to be a medium. My mother told the woman that I was coming to visit with my daughter (my mother's first grandchild). The woman replied that my mother's mother, the same grandmother who brought Dave and I together, was always with Paige. She also said that Paige's generation will be a generation of grace and change.
Paige was born at 2:15am on March 15, 2008. She was 8lbs 1 oz and 21.5 inches long.
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