A long time ago I was a small child I would sit on my grandmothers lap and listen to her sing to me a Doris Day song; What ever will be will be.
She watched her grandchildern grow and time passed by so quickly.
She shared examples of how we should live our lives the right and the wrongs.
She always made candy and cakes for her family to enjoy, share; with others.
Now a link to the past a thought of the future. That's my grandmother whom loved us so muh; with such tender loving care..............A long time ago.
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Awesome. A perfect get away fow awhile. To secretly open your refrigerator and steal the show. Grandma, you scared me. And shewas laughing like a scaredy cat. Meow, meow, ,