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My grandma passed away this morning.
I am completely devastated.
And yet, I'm trying to work through the day.
That's the spirit, huh.
Every second I can think of about a million things that I've done with her over the last 23 years.
When I was little I used to crawl in her bed at like 4 am and every 5 minutes I'd poke her and whisper "grandma, its 4:12." "grandma it's 4:19" etc. until she'd get up with me and make me breakfast.
there was always something about certain things with her. her toast was always better than anybody else's. her chicken & dumplings were to die for. she made this salad that to this day my dad has not been quite able to perfect. she made me almost every halloween costume i ever had.
when i was growing up i'd spend weeks in the summer at her house. Those were some of the best days of my life.
i miss her already.
I am completely devastated.
And yet, I'm trying to work through the day.
That's the spirit, huh.
Every second I can think of about a million things that I've done with her over the last 23 years.
When I was little I used to crawl in her bed at like 4 am and every 5 minutes I'd poke her and whisper "grandma, its 4:12." "grandma it's 4:19" etc. until she'd get up with me and make me breakfast.
there was always something about certain things with her. her toast was always better than anybody else's. her chicken & dumplings were to die for. she made this salad that to this day my dad has not been quite able to perfect. she made me almost every halloween costume i ever had.
when i was growing up i'd spend weeks in the summer at her house. Those were some of the best days of my life.
i miss her already.