July 16, 2012
Today is the anniversary of my paternal grandmother's passing.
I never knew her that well, but there are some memories that come with every visit to see her and my Grandpa.
Her really long nails that seemed to be always painted red.
The whirring of her chair as she adjusted it to be more comfortable.
The asking if we could go down the stairs in the "stair chair".
The big breakfast of eggs, and lots and lots of bacon.
Or sitting on the steps tool rearing a bowl of cheerios with sugar on top.
The styrofoam cups on the windowsill with all our names sharpied on them.
The old phone hanging beside the back door. (That now hangs by my back door. It was a special request, by me)
The old movies in the basement.
The little playhouse that we played in until it was infested with yellow jackets.
The fireworks on the hill.
Catching snapping turtles.
The tree swing.
The fishing in the pond.
Memories memories.
After today a year ago, almost all that went away. Grandpa is now in a rest home in Iowa and the farm belongs to someone else.
But there's always the memories that will last forever.
I love you Grandma.
Love Jenny
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