January 31, 2013 by e31978
I was cleaning my room and I found a small green card with white flowers on it. I opened it thinking it would be a thank you card of some sort. It read: Happy Birthday to my girls. I love you very much. Wish I could see you. Not much of a card but it’s all I had. Come up. Happy 16th Lilith. Love you both. Grandma Mary.
My Grandma Mary died a few weeks ago. I can’t remember the last time I saw her. She lived in Washington and I live in Louisiana. The card was sent almost a year ago. My daughter and I both have birthdays in March. She sent us a card and told us she loved us and wanted to see us. I stopped cleaning and cried. I love her and miss her and wish I could talk to her in person. She was easy going and funny. She was a good cook and knew how to can, dehydrate, garden, and many more things that I probably don’t know. She liked to drink beer now and then, used mayonnaise as a moisturizer, kept a coffee can by the sink for compost scraps (just like I do), she folded and rotated her towels the same as I do. She took care of me when I was little and most of my childhood memories of Washington have her in them. I just had to tell someone, even if it was myself that I miss her and love her so much and I wish I had seen her more. There was so much time that we did not have together. Thank you Grandma Mary for the card.