it will be sad, going into granny's apartment and her not being there. can't think about it now, the wee lass abbey is still here and it's important to keep it together when she is around. must portray an element of normalcy for the child.
but it still stinks. granny's 85th birthday is july 16. my grandpa cliff died when he was 84, i think, and my other grandma, viola, lived to be 93.
i can't help but think that a child's (adult or young) own mortality seems a little bit closer when the parents have passed.
my granny made these little cookies that are less than an inch long and taste a little bit of cinnamon and i can't remember what they are called. need to find recipes for things like that.
want to have pictures of edna and cliff, some from when they were first married. the older i get, the more important things like that become. when my grandad cliff died i made sure to take a couple of his old hats with me -- i swear, they still kind of smell like the hair stuff that he used.
it will be a night of escapism for moi. some silly horror movies. no alcohol, however. weepiness not helped by alcohol.
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