Today she would have been 95.
As I work through the manuscript of my book, my editor asked, "Who was she? What was your relationship with her?". I still haven't finished that chapter because how do you turn "she was everything" into 1,500 words?
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| that cuteness in white is my grandmother |
I don't have words today and not because I am experiencing some kind of terrible grief, though I am crying at this moment. This year I really miss her.
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