Sunday, April 04, 2010

My Granny

It's Easter Sunday and I miss my Granny. When I was a small one we (my sister and cousins) would go to my Granny's for an egg hunt among the azalea bushes and Easter dinner. I haven't really thought about that in years, it's funny how you miss certain things. My Granny passed away in August and I can still hear her voice calling my name and her laugh. I hope I never lose that. I love and miss you Granny! Thanks for teaching me to make fried chicken and to laugh at silly things and to not take things too seriously. We share the same middle name, same blood, same family. I love you! Happy Easter!