It was expected but still hard. Grandma passed away this afternoon. A long
day with the stress of school and standards testing and several update phone
calls from my sister from back east. Only a viewing and no service so I'm
not traveling back. I'll just go take a walk on Saturday afternoon by
myself when the family gathers back there.
Here are some happy memories I'm holding onto:
I remember the pink lemonade floats in the colored aluminum glasses.
Learning how to embroider from those old iron-on patterns.
Her homemade noodles in beef noodle soup on Thanksgiving Eve followed by
sticky twist and nut rolls the next morning.
Homemade chocolate fudge, macintosh apples, popcorn, and coke on Sunday
Her small table-top Christmas tree in the corner window.
Her liver and onions and brown milk gravy for my birthday dinner.
Helping her clean the rental cottage next door on Saturdays in the summer
(Aunt Mabel?s old house).
Dialing the old rotary phone on the wall with the pencil eraser.
Just a few things that are specific but that I remember fondly.
Thanks for indulging me.
- posted 7 years ago