Four years ago on this date, my grandma died. She was 102 years old . . . but in my mind, she is always the way she appears here, somewhere between eighty and ninety, wearing a frilly white apron, a dress and sensible shoes.
Four years ago on this date, my grandma died. She was 102 years old . . . but in my mind, she is always the way she appears here, somewhere between eighty and ninety, wearing a frilly white apron, a dress and sensible shoes.
Huge family resemblance.. she looks like a lovely lady and I’m sure she is missed.
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THANK YOU. Love this picture –
Love this sweet Mother –
Love that now she is happier than we can even imagine!
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My grandma had an apron, but no ruffles. She had a braid she wore in a low bun, by the time I knew her. She wore black shoes with laces, and sometimes low, squarish heels. She had a sweet smile, too.
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What a beautiful memory!
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And this is how a grandmother should look – sweet smile and happy eyes. I bet she was a great grandma.
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