This was both an easy and a hard choice. With all my ancestors, my siblings, my children and my grandchildren, I have many special photos. But the one photo that stands out for me is an interesting choice. It's a photo of myself at the age of one year old. That seems rather self-centered, I know, but the reason it is my favorite photo is because it is a photo that my grandmother displayed prominently all of my life, right up to her death in 1986. When she died, my mom let me have the photo and so I have it in its' original frame on my desk in my bedroom. Every morning when I see it, I think of how much I was loved. What a gift a grandmother's love is.