Frances Giles Scott Miller

I don't know much about my paternal grandmother, Frances Giles Scott Miller
I do know, thanks to my Uncle Lynwood's Facebook post, that today is her birthday
That she'd be 105
I know she named me with a laugh
I know that was one of the first gifts I was given after birth
That maybe it wasn't so much the name but the laughter she was gifting me
My parents were contemplating my name options
(Clearly, they couldn't settle on less than three)
When a laugh came from my mom, but it wasn't her laugh
Frances Giles wasn't alive but she filled the room with laughter
Giles, it was decided
Hearing about that I felt like Aurora
Frances a fairy godmother
She gave me the gift of laughter
And I know she's stuck around
Grandmother's love showering their grand babies with gifts
And Frances is no different
I don't know much about her but I probably saw her when I was a baby
When babies stare at empty spaces
and laugh
I don't know much about her but I like to think she's keeping tabs
For now, I'll just thank her for the laughter, the third name, and the stories I look forward to hearing
With Love,
    Giles