My grandmother passed away 16 years ago this week
Ironically my youngest daughter’s class assignment was to present something that was passed from generation and generation. So I took this out. I explained how my grandmother always had this on the table at her house for Sunday lunch. It was filled with parmigiana cheese.
When she passed this was one of the items I wanted to remember her by.
We had countless meals with this on her table. I remember being on her screened porch with all our cousins and aunts and uncles enjoying meals. One item brought back a flood of memories. A simple item.
Cherish the moments. They seem small at the moment but I promise they are huge.
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