My grandma gave me this little porcelain bird before she passed away this month a year ago. It reminds me of her every day. So does my little KJ - I was very pregnant with Kjel towards the end of my grandma's life and I liked to imagine the two of them as best friends in the space between here and the hereafter. Kjel has my grandma's eyelids. I know that's an obscure feature to notice a similarity in, but I do see it and it makes me smile.