memory

Granny’s Gardenias

We all grieve the loss of loved in various ways. I find myself not being sad at Granny’s passing, just remembering all the good things about her. I was going through my external hard drive and found a bunch of photos I took last summer of Granny’s Gardenias. If you knew her, you know she loved to garden. I love to as well, I would help her in her yard when I could. I remember each summer, when the Gardenias would bloom you smell them before you exited the car. That sweet sweet small that wafes across the yard and time. It is these simple things I keep find that remind me what a wonderful women she was and that she is at peace. She would not want us to mourn her, she would probably tell us to stop being silly and go get something to eat.

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