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Druid_girl | |
Date Posted:17-02-2016 01:22Copy HTML 35 Mind Blowing Watercolor Paintings By Steve Hanks I remember Grandma Min Who made a quilt for me When I was a child She loved me unconditionally I used it all the time When she was alive It made her smile I was her favorite I knew it then Now she is gone I feel the pain Miss the touch of skin Kin we were No other were like we Grandma Min and me. Maria "Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil - it has no point."
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Zydha | Share to: #1 |
Re:Min Date Posted:18-02-2016 03:49Copy HTML Oh, Maria, I read this one yesterday and it gave me the same feelings of nostalgia, the want of a time past. I only met my Nana when I was 4 and when my father died and then she died when I was 6 yrs old but her memory and times spent in her veg garden and her kitchen watching her cook (during a time of 'war' rationing) are as vivid as if they were yesterday.
Loved this write and doesn't Tom Hanks always give one something special from his paint brush, that patchwork quilt is phanominal!!! to both, Zy x Opposites exist by virtue of each other
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potleek | Share to: #2 |
Re:Min Date Posted:18-02-2016 10:35Copy HTML Maria just lately I've read some old family documents and in re-reading had missed so much, it made me realise that I knew very little of any of my grandparents, it's so sad that when young we never take in or learn the important things about them.
We just take it that they are there until one day they are not, but it must be nice to have something to hold that was part of who and what they were...Tony (potleek)
Time is the most precious thing we have, but we are the poorer if we can't spend a little time on a friend
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Druid_girl | Share to: #3 |
Re:Min Date Posted:18-02-2016 05:16Copy HTML I never knew my grandparents on my daddy's side. But did know my grandpa on my mom's side. He was gruff and showed no patience for anyone, only me. I think he felt sympathetic of a child who lost her mommy at 7 (his daughter) Marie she was outgoing and loved people. Then she contacted TB and was never the same again. Sorry to say, I never really knew my mom well, she was always gone to a sanitarium or hospital. The little that I did see her, she was withdrawn and soulful. I still wish my kids could have met her and my daddy too. Mariaxx "Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil - it has no point."
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