I hope you weren’t looking for something witty or funny in any way…not feeling it today.
My Grandmother and I never really got along. It was always a hard relationship filled with unsaid things and misunderstanding. Her drinking, smoking and strict nature in contrast to my deep-thinking prudent self was always a big canyon between us.
Whether or not we agreed on politics or social issues was not the issue. Family is the tie the binds and we loved each other unconditionally.
Rest in peace Gram…I love you.
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Differences are what make us interesting.
Good post, even if it was on a sombre note.
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