My gram, was the part of my life I will never forget. I was closer than most grandchildren were with their grandparents. This is not a bad thing; just how things were.
The day of my grams service everyone was encouraged to take this little slip of paper to jot down moments with my Gram... wether you were a reletave, friend or just someones life she touched on her journey through her life. This little slip of paper evoved into what you are about to read.
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Robin Joined: Dec-06-2011 |
I was the first grandchild. Of course I was the chosen one, one and only, my grandparents favorite. yes. I am not afraid to say it. I was with my gramparents most of my life growing up.
My Grandparents house was the heart of all the gatherings of holidays.
My grandparents house was where I learned how to take care of animals, learned how to saddle and ride a horse.
I learned how to drive in the field, I learned how to drive manual stick shift before automatic. "If you can not drive stick you should not be driving", that is what I heard from both my grandparents. I went for my test at the age of 19. I was not in a rush as most teenagers are.
I am now 45 years old.
I miss my Grandmother every day.
