RasmaSandra
Today I got to thinking about my mom and her mom. I remembered when I was little and my mom went to work my grandma would find ways to entertain me. She would tell me stories or play some games with me especially on rainy days when we couldn’t go for a walk in the park. When my grandma would get tired and wanted to rest then I would entertain myself.
On the weekends my mom would take me shopping with her and I enjoyed running through the long aisles of the supermarket. If only life could be so simple again. Having a mom and grandma to take care of me.
The photo is of my grandma and me
I would give anything for a picture like that. I don’t even remember what she looked like.
I am sorry you have no memories of your grandma.
It’s odd because I should remember. I was 12 years old when she died. It’s just strange.
if only, to once again be as things were. I know that feeling, i have it often. It is one that gives us joy (remembering those that helped us) and sadness (realizing they are gone).
Memories are a very important thing. I did not know my grandmother. She died when I was a baby, but, my grandfather was a very important part of my life for 14 years. He lived near my school so I could visit him after school and hang out with him.
That is great Hannihar that at least you had your grandfather with you.
Nice memories. Thanks for sharing
Sweet photo memories. I have many in my mind of my sweet Grandmother. We were very close.