Sunday, November 10, 2013
"Those we love don't go away,
They walk beside us every day,
Unseen, unheard, but always near,Still loved, still missed and very dear."
My fondest memories of Grandma is at her kitchen table. We would have coffee, sweet treats, conversation and scratch-off tickets. These were the simple pleasures that brought joy to Grandma's life.
Love and miss you, Grandma - until we meet again. And, if coffee and scratch-offs didn't exist in Heaven, they sure do now!
