Mammaw
Five years ago today, my maternal grandmother passed away.
She was my Mammaw, and we were close. I can still remember the way she smelled and the sound of her voice. I loved her very much.
Even if, on occasion, she was known to make me eat brussell sprouts. She made up for it, though, with the best grilled cheese sandwiches in the history of the world. Served hot. With fritos.
She was my Mammaw, and we were close. I can still remember the way she smelled and the sound of her voice. I loved her very much.
Even if, on occasion, she was known to make me eat brussell sprouts. She made up for it, though, with the best grilled cheese sandwiches in the history of the world. Served hot. With fritos.
My mom, Mammaw and Pop-Pop in the early 1970s
I miss you today and everyday. Now and for always.
XOXO,
Deals
XOXO,
Deals
2 comments:
thanks Dealey for your thoughts on mom. wish both of them were still here.
I still dream about her all the time. And I dream about that house on Arcady. I love dreaming about past friends and family. It's a fun way to catch up.
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