Today 11 years ago my grandmother died. I really can’t believe it’s been that long. My grandfather died just 3 months before her. It was so hard to lose both of them, they were really my parents. I was so lost without them I didn’t know what I was doing... Then I met my hubby in 2002 and then everything was ok! More than ok! I wish hubby had met them but I feel like he knows them anyway as much as we talk about them. Still it would have been so cool! They would have fallen in love with him almost as much as I have!
My grandma and I were so close, best friends! Funny... we even dressed alike! She was 53 years older than me! She used to come and stay the night with me, I lived in town and we would go to the local coffee shop and stay up till 4 am drinking coffee. She was such fun! She loved to go see a local singing group too. She would have the paper checked and know when and where they were playing and off we would go! She was funny.... I would arrive at their house and she would ask “where are we going today?” It might just be to the grocery store or it could be an overnight camping trip! She would have loved it here! She and my grandpa did so much for me. They helped make me the person I am in a big way. I love them both so much!
Here is a pic of us in '77