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Granny B and yes that big ear, yellow baby is me....

“This is a place where grandmothers hold babies on their laps under the stars and whisper in their ears that the lights in the sky are holes in the floor of heaven.” ― Rick Bragg



Ten years, and a day after Jerome left us, I guess he came to get my Grandmother too.



After talking to a good friend of mine,I realized how much her (and all grandmothers) are truly a foundation in our lives.
Most grandmothers, aren't just baking and sending money, but also second mothers,and care givers.
 I spent a lot of time at my grandmothers house as a child, and can honestly say her house was where I got a lot of my habits as an adult..... My love for reading, obsession with shopping (costume jewelry and sequin hats), bargain hunting, infatuation with purchasing home goods that I will never use, being able to step out for a day and have an adventure without spending any real money and not taking anyone (including family) shit.

.....All things I plan to pass on to Jaisen, since she never got to formally meet her Great-GiGi.... 

The lessons you learn in the passing of elders is very different,than the lessons you learn in the passing of a youth... When a youth passes you learn to GET SOME DAMN LIFE INSURANCE,not hang out in certain places,take care of yourself,etc.... 
But when a elder passes, you learn from the wisdom and gifts that they gave you in life, and ultimately carry these things with you.








  

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