i lost my gram last week. no i didnt take her to the mall and misplace her. my gram died. to be sure, she was old. 88 in fact. she lived a long and beautiful life. and while i’m sure you’ve gathered i’m not the religious type over here, i KNOW she went to be with her one true love: Jesus. And boy did she love HIM. Ever since i can remember my gram was always either: on her way to a church to play the piano for them or was on her way home from playing the piano at a church. Lucky me, i got to tag along. and boy could she JAM on the piano!!!
of course, as grandchildren do, i moved away from home. several times.
but i never forgot my gram. in fact, when i married THE MAN, i made sure to do it in my hometown so that gram could be there.
do you still have a gram? tell me about her PLEASE!
can i just say that she got the ultimate Christmas present?
did i mention i was out of town for 4 days and although i’m back for at least 5 days, i cant seem to get UNPACKED!!!!!