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Kenna · 04-05-2010, 07:37 PM

Miss you Little Gramma

People say...when you have a happy childhood, time goes by fast and before you know it, it's over...

Time stood still for me... except when in the care of my great gramma ("lil Gma" as she signed all her cards)...what a darling, dear, cherished woman and the love of my life!

Not a day goes by that I don't wish I could turn back time just to spend one more day with her, to hold her soft hand as we fell asleep, to help brush out her long silky snow white hair and hold her silver mirror for her, to hear her fuss at me when I'm snatching up berries in her strawberry patch, to see her light a special candle on my birthday that we saved every year just for the occasion, to snuggle in grampa's huge mahogany rocker and listen to her read old fairy tales like Billy Goat Gruff while the old crank-up Thomas Edison record player was playing a fond "My Wild Irish Rose"...to enjoy breakfast with her one last time...just to say I love you Gramma and kiss her soft cheek... even if it meant facing time standing still again at mom's house...

When you close your eyes and remember, what smell do you most associate with a fond memory? Sugar cookies at "big gramma's" house and gingerbread & mint tea at "lil gramma's" house...

"my wild irish rose, the sweetest flower that grows... ...nothing can compare.. to my wild irish rose..." Love you Lil Gma!!

04-05-2010, 07:37 PM	#2
Kenna Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Fiery, Sassy, Tough As Nails, Femme Tomboy Preferred Pronoun?: She Relationship Status: I am your favorite hello and hardest goodbye. Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: NC & CO Posts: 4,784 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 4,613 Thanked 12,108 Times in 3,757 Posts Rep Power: 21474855	Miss you Little Gramma People say...when you have a happy childhood, time goes by fast and before you know it, it's over... Time stood still for me... except when in the care of my great gramma ("lil Gma" as she signed all her cards)...what a darling, dear, cherished woman and the love of my life! Not a day goes by that I don't wish I could turn back time just to spend one more day with her, to hold her soft hand as we fell asleep, to help brush out her long silky snow white hair and hold her silver mirror for her, to hear her fuss at me when I'm snatching up berries in her strawberry patch, to see her light a special candle on my birthday that we saved every year just for the occasion, to snuggle in grampa's huge mahogany rocker and listen to her read old fairy tales like Billy Goat Gruff while the old crank-up Thomas Edison record player was playing a fond "My Wild Irish Rose"...to enjoy breakfast with her one last time...just to say I love you Gramma and kiss her soft cheek... even if it meant facing time standing still again at mom's house... When you close your eyes and remember, what smell do you most associate with a fond memory? Sugar cookies at "big gramma's" house and gingerbread & mint tea at "lil gramma's" house... "my wild irish rose, the sweetest flower that grows... ...nothing can compare.. to my wild irish rose..." Love you Lil Gma!!