Goodbye

At the ripe age of 94 we say goodbye to my Grandmother. I've been reflecting on lots of memories and what a dynamic women she was. I can remember my childhood visits to the ranch in Hemet. We spent many summers there and I have tons of fond memories. From the apricot trees, the horses, swimming in the neighbors pool, little forts we built, setting out milk for the wild kittens, Grandma's fresh out of the oven oatmeal raisin cookies, having Grandma brush tangles out of my long hair (not fun for either of us), her struggles to get me to eat right, and many more. She was always on the go and having a little girl around was sometimes a challenge. Especially one so young, as I am the baby of the Wilson clan. I think I got some of her stubborn genes and sometimes they didn't mix well but I loved her just the same. I got the chance to look through photo albums and found notes I wrote to her as a kid and tons of photos. She saved alot of stuff. It was great fun thinking of the good times. I'm glad she is in a better place. I had the chance to see her in the hospital and was sad to see her the way she was. I'd rather reflect on the memories. So I say goodbye until we meet again.