Better days are coming!

When I was a kid my Grandma stayed at our home quite a bit. When I would get home from school she would hide, but when I open the door I knew she was there. She could never figure out how I knew……The secret I could smell her PalMall cigarettes. In the mornings  she would have toast and hot chocolate waiting. The toast…well,the butter melted just right on every square inch of it and to this day I can’t get that perfect. There are so many things I love and miss about her.  When my grandma was unable to stay alone she moved into to my folks home. I am thinking that was the greatest gift my parents gave to me and my family. The love for the elderly and family!

Grandma has been gone for years, but I think of her often and now I see her in things we do. Grandma would tell me when I was stressed with life “Can- better days are coming!” I do have to believe they are

Today’s lesson- Count your blessings, not your troubles. Thanks Grandma

Published in: on July 29, 2011 at 5:27 pm  Leave a Comment  

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