MY GRANDMA
I have been putting this post off because I really don't know how to express my feelings. My mom's mom passed away a couple of weeks ago. She was 80 and died of lung cancer. She was only diagnosed 9 months ago, so it seemed pretty short. She always had remarkable health, so I think it was pretty shocking to every one. I have so many memories of my Grandma and her home. I grew up in the same town as her my whole life. We had countless sleep overs and were there alot. My feelings of her house are warm and safe and comfortable. Full of good smells and yummy food and laughter. Her sheets always smelled crisp and clean and her water always tasted cold and good. She bought me high heels at the thrift store for a really special treat. My favorite pair were red with rainbow straps. We would stay up late watching M.A.S.H. and eating vanilla icecream. We played outside endlessly in the tree house and on the cable car and driving the train my Grandpa made. We fished for Crawdad's in the canal behind their house with little bits of raw bacon. We ate pomegranites in my Grandpa's old T- shirts on the back porch and played dress up in the yellow room upstairs. My Grandma never told me she loved me, but I knew she did. She laughed alot and made fun of herself. She was proper and dignified and smart. I will miss her terribly, but will await the day to see her agian!