Dear Granna,
He could have left me on the couch...but instead he woke me up and took me to bed. It is stuff like that that makes me wonder what he is thinking.
Kim
Monday, January 19, 2009
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The last few years of my Grandmother's life, I sent her handwritten letters on a regular basis. She was my best friend and my confidant. When she passed away a part of me went with her and I realized it was because she was the only one I could really open up to. I have created this blog to write to her once more, hoping that wherever she is now, maybe she can read it...and know I will never be the same without her.
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