Ah, my
wonderful Grandma Hill...
This
picture was just after we picked her up from a block away from her home of so
many years. I had to take a picture of her with the house in the background.
This home holds so many sweet memories for me. I still find myself at times
taken right back just by a smell that is so overwhelmingly what Grandma Hill's
house smelled like. Sounds strange I know, but soooo true.
We picked
Grandma up to take her out to lunch and spend some time with her that day. I
love getting to see this smile and hear her laugh. She is my only surviving
Grandma and my children's only surviving Great Grandma on either mine or
Jason's side. I so wished my children could've been there to spend that time
with her as well. Jason's Grandpa Hofer is our only surviving Grandfather on either side as well. We need to make a trip out West just to see these two special people.
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1 comment:
This post made me miss my Grandma, so sweet!
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