Grandma

I was born in Michigan but when I was four my dad was transferred to Kentucky where we lived for a year. Then right after my fifth birthday we moved to Kansas. I did all my growing up here and we typically visited Michigan every couple of years. My family would come down as well but I never really got the privilege of growing up with my family near.

Whenever we would go to visit we would always spend lots of time with Grandma & Grandpa. My Grandpa passed away on November 6th, 2004 so I had to go back up for the funeral after I had just been with Brynn in September. It was heartbreaking seeing my Grandma so sad. Anyways, when we would leave to go home on our trip, my Grandma always stood outside on her porch and waved goodbye. It was the one true memory that I will always keep of my Grandma... that and the day we laughed so hard at the complete NASTINESS of a meatball sandwich from a bunk ass restaurant. Woops, got off track. Anyway... Grandma always used to wave goodbye. When Brynn and I were there in September (see below) I got a picture of it so that not only will I have it in my memory, I will always be able to see it and cherish it once she is gone.

Grandma will never read this, she isn't tech savvy at 85 but I felt I needed to say it anyway. I love you Grandma!