Jul 16, 2008 13:56
Today, at 1:00pm PST.
I learned my grandmother died.
I'm not crying, but I feel sadden. I don't cry, because I really didn't see her that much to love her like her blood grandchildren did. They will be crying. I met two once when my grandfather died....but they cried for him....
She was my step grandmother, my mother's stepmother.
My grandfather died when I was in the 5th grade....that was 12 years ago...... it was the first day of fifth grade. The neighbor was at the house, I was in my green dress (I liked that dress) and I came into the house, and they sat me down and told me he had died of a heart attack.
I didn't cry...but I was sad. I didn't get to see them as much cause they lived in LA.....but I really liked it when they came to visit. I was proud to have them as my family.
She made me and my sister dresses when we were little....by hand. How awesome is that for a grandmother? I still have a pair of her dresses, ones she made one Christmas. Don't know why I have them.....but I do....I wish I had the pink ones. I loved the pink ones.... (Yes Apple at one point in her life wore a pink dress....the world is going to end ne?)She was talented....
I loved her house in Oceanside. I remember that place so well....It was during the funeral for my grandfather.....he loved almonds...and the New York Times.....
No tears.....just.......sadden....and remembering what she did to make me happy.....
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grandma,
death