I’ll remember rides home from school on your bike, and you carrying my tuba home. Making buns, skipping ropes, hot dogs and peas and grazed knees. Arguments in the kitchen over washing machines and silly little things. I’ll remember the dressing up box, playing games and building forts. How we used to play gin rummy and you would never let me win, not even once. You would never go easy on me. You taught me how to try and how to fail, which is a skill I still use today. I’ll remember how you accepted me for who I was and never judged or asked for more. Most of all I’ll remember your smile, etched into my memory whenever I think of you. You are the only Grandma I’ve ever known and ever needed. You are woven into the fabric of my being, of all of our beings. You are all of us. We are because of you. So you are never really gone, we all carry you with us in every step and every breath and every thing we do. Thank you for being you, Grandma.
Sophie
04/10/2022
