I went to visit my grandma yesterday. It was the first time I had seen her since my great-grandmother's death.
She has been busy. Very busy. In addition to cleaning out her mother's home she had been cleaning out her own house. She also got a cell phone and a debit card.
There is a picture of him on her television. They knew one another when they were small children. They used to swim together and they were sweethearts when they were very young.
She also? Had a present for me.
She was cleaning out my great-grandmother's house and she came across this:
Note she had written the date at the top. I was six years old.
She kept that letter for twenty-six years.
When I die? I want someone to find letters from my grandchildren among my important papers.
(Also, did you note that even at six years old I was all about the turkey? Foreshadowing!)