On the one year anniversary of my grandmothers passing, we buried my grandfather. This wonderful couple were my parents. After the goodbyes were said and I went back to my alone time, I felt orphaned. Just a completely bizarre and lonely feeling. They were always there. Now, they have a new home. A place where I cant go yet to enjoy holiday gatherings and my grandmothers tried and true and experimental recipes. Everything was generally terrific, except her stuffing and homemade sugar free banana pudding were awful. Blech! Seriously, yuck! But I ate it anyway because it made her happy. My grandfather ate it because I dont think he had any tastebuds left after 20 years in the army and 40 + of being married to her. But this was one of my fondest memories of them. And today, Id give anything to have a plate of her homemade stuffing and sugar free banana pudding. Id give anything to have my sister Ginni point her little bony finger in my face and say, youll eat it and like it as she had done her last two years on this earth. Missing my family.
Posted on: Sat, 03 Jan 2015 12:55:42 +0000
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