Sunday, August 11, 2013
Grandma, I think about you often; just a simple flower, smell, food or color takes me back to you and all the wonderful childhood memories you blessed me with. I think my earliest memory is of you; We were playing with those big plastic beads that connect, and both of us were adding to it from each side, but somehow it ripped in the center; I remember thinking that was the funniest thing in the world. Nobody's cooking will ever match yours and your "Magic Pot", that legacy shall remain yours forever. You are one of the most intelligent and caring women I have ever met and I am proud to be your granddaughter.I love you, and you will always be alive through our memories and love.
