Put a Little Lent in Your Life

“Hey, Granny. You’ve got something on your forehead,” my youngest brother harassed in our family’s typical snarky tone. My Granny just smiled at him and stuck out her tongue. She was just as feisty as the rest of us. The whole exchange was unusual. Not because of the sarcastic banter, but because my 78-year old, chain-smoking Granny who had both Prince and Barry Manilow in her tape deck had ashes on her forehead. Her name was Lola and whil ...