For My Grandmother

05Jan11

My wonderful grandmother passed away a month an a half ago, at 91 years of age. She was the thoughest woman I know, and I am so lucky to have known her. She made me giggle a lot, smile a lot and taught me a lot. Some of which may have been some old wives tales.

She was also the kind of woman who:

Bought anything and everything buy one get one, and kept bags of groceries waiting for us. She lived through the Depression, a deal is a deal, can’t pass it up and you don’t know when the next bad turn might happen.
Kept the Oreos in her convection oven, because she didn’t care or know how to use it.
Would sweep the sidewalk in front of her house in curlers and slippers.
Who lived independently til she was 85 years old, missing living on her own everyday after
Was friends with everyone in the neighborhood. Friends who she would describe by their nationality, the Puerto Rican family, her Portuguese neighbors…
Taught me that Cracklin Oatbran is the best cereal ever.
Let me know that 3 inches of water was all you needed to take a bath. (Depression shining through again)
Would pull the covers off from on top of my head, afraid I was going to suffocate myself.

She was wonderful, and will be greatly missed. I love you, Gram. 8.27.19-11.23.10