Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Grandma Bev

This morning my Grandma Bev and I had one of our wonderful, lengthy conversations where we laugh a lot, sometimes we cry too, we are two women cut from the same cloth so tears are not uncommon. We touch base on everything going on in our lives and tell each other things that we would only share with each other. Our relationship is so special, always has been. I've always adored her, felt so much love from her and appreciate what we have. When I was a little girl she always sent cards with dimes in the special slots for holidays and in high school I frequently visited with her after school, sat on the red stool in her kitchen, had a diet soda (that's what she drinks:-) and chatted for hours on end. We haven't lived in the same town very many years of my life but we never let distance come between us. She smells just like heaven, in fact yesterday we were at Macy's, Ben loves riding the escalators and I enjoy sneaking a peek at the latest and greatest fashions, I sprayed the new "Coach" perfume on and it smelled like her, I smelled my wrist all day and night. I've asked her what it is but she just says "Nothing special Ella, just soap". Maybe it's just her natural scent. This morning she told me a couple of really funny stories about Dad after I told her how out of the clear blue sky Benjamin said "Today's a good day" and my heart almost melted, what a sweet boy I have.
One of the stories I hadn't heard was that when Dad was about 4 he wanted a Horse, of course Grandma had to tell him that's not possible but he was convinced he could keep that Horse in his room. My Dad, always a funny one. The other story was that when her brother shot a deer and gave them Venison roast Grandma told the kids her brother shot it and Dad exclaimed "Then who shot the potatoes?". Again, my Dad has always had a wonderful sense of humor. I'm really looking forward to getting one of the best hugs in the Universe from Grandma Bev, just a few short days from now and I'll be sitting on that red stool in the kitchen, marveling at how she throws a few things in a bowl, mixes it, bakes it and out comes the most mouth watering food I've ever had.

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