I miss my grandmother every day; she taught me how to cook, how to be a lady...she showed me what love was. I close my eyes and I'm a child again, watching her take a fruitcake out of the oven, the smell of the cake, and of the parchment covering it is so real, it brings me to tears...everything I've done since she died, I've wondered what her reaction would have been...if she would have been proud of me. I wish she had lived to see my kids; If you, or your kids, still have a Grandparent in their lives, make them your priority, don't miss an opportunity to tell them you love them
