My grandmother… Gone many years now. My Mom never stops missing her though they had a difficult relationship. They lived together all my Mother’s life so when Abuelita died my Mom’s world shifted and she has never gotten the hang of life without her Mother. I’m not a good substitute but I have taken my Grandmother’s role of cook and the Monk is the dishwasher, sans tears. Tonight I made a delicious vegan dinner. My grandmother would have loved it. You are missed here Hair Doctor! Though the Monk has the remote. Nuff said.
That is a sweet picture of your Grandmother. I'll bet you are just swimming in strong memories and currents of old feelings. Be brave, and keep swimming for shore.
I love you. I can't tell you how happy I am for your Mom and the Monk to have the pleasure of your company.
Off to see Miss Em in a couple of hours. I will give her a big hug and kiss for you.
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Thanks Ms Petit!