In case you've ever wonder if you make a difference;
If you mean anything to anybody at all...
Consider the following facebook post written by my daughter and marvel along with me at the lasting impact of a grandmother to her great-granddaughter.
It's hard to believe that it has already been five years. I can still hear you say to people "That's my girl." You don't know how much I miss hearing that. You were a best friend to me, & like a second mother. You taught me so much--how to cook, sew, garden, what those weird little black lines on fish were... (veins...who woulda thought....) & especially, about God. I remember sitting by your chair as you read from the Bible. In the morning we would wake up at 4:30 & head to the kitchen and listen to KS-95 then go walk. I didn't cry at your funeral; I just couldn't. We'd had some of the greatest times together & I didn't want them masked by sorrow. I share some of the greatest memories with you. I miss & love you, Gramma Faye.
And to that, I have nothing more to add.
Except,
If you have the time, take a moment, read this entry from the past, and remember with me.
And please, go hug your grandma.
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