I headed to this page as my dear aunt sent me the link. Seeing the picture of my dear grandma brought tears to my eyes once again. So, I include below part of a post I wrote shortly after she passed away. She is still so dear...
Today I am reminded that each day truly is a gift. Early in the morning on December 3rd, grandma passed away in her sleep. So here I sit, grieving the loss of such a dear woman and remembering the sweet memories with her. She would patiently read stacks of books to us while we nibbled on her home-made popcorn. My sister and I would sit on the steps eating Cheetos as she washed clothes and wrung them in the old fashioned wringer. We loved feeding the farm cats and coming in to feast on her home-made noodles. Most of all, we treasure her humble love that she had for her family. Each day truly is a gift. Despite the daily demands of daily life, may we be reminded of what is important.