#1
It is not a favorite, just very vivid, now, 45+ years later. My parents and I were moving from Florida to Alaska when I was 16. The day we said goodbye to my maternal grandmother, as I hugged her, I realized that upright full-body hug would be our last. When I saw her a year later, she was bed ridden, too ill to stand. She died two months later. To this day, I cherish that goodbye hug! I love you, Granny, and I miss you so much.
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#2
Watching her beautiful hands kneading dough, baking, cooking…I would always be watching her, and she’d be talking through the whole process. My siblings didn’t and they lost out on that.
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#3
Watching my grandpa dig for geodes for hours and me thinking he was crazy to be digging up so many stones, until he opened them and showed me what was inside! Also looking for candy my grandma would hide in her pockets when she came to see us and taking it without my mom finding out or else she would get mad that grandma was giving us sweets before our meals. For all my mom knew, we were just giving grandma a big long hug! And last, watching my other grandma comb her pretty, short wavy hair and putting on perfume and purple stone earrings. She was so pretty to me!
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