There were two Margarets in our family; she was 5’1” hence the nickname.
Born in County Clare 🇮🇪 - I doubt she even knew her real mom - and raised in poverty in LA by a relative once she had landed in the U.S.
She made amazing oatmeal and tuna sandwiches when I was sad; she lived close enough to my parents that sometimes I would walk home to her house instead of my parents’ on the way home from school.
I went through confirmation only because of her (didn’t believe much in Catholicism otherwise and still don’t).
I lived with her for awhile one summer during college. She was an amazing roommate. I learned so much about life and our family.
She was my favorite human, our family matriarch / badass and I miss her everyday.
Thanks Gran ❤️
