My grandma often sends me packages. Inside is a simple note, stating what the contents are, and sometimes a bit about their history. These scarves belonged to my Grandma D. I never met her, but I'm sure she was a lovely lady.
These things become precious to me. These objects that hold stories I'll never know. Probably simple stories, every day stories. Those are the significant ones anyway, right?
Like yesterday, Brandon made me pineapple curry and it rained a bit and I was happy.
The simple stories definitely become the precious stories, those are the ones that show a persons true nature x
ReplyDeleteyou have such a happy face. I feel like you're someone who can cheer people up.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet grandma you have. And thank heaven for the rain.
You are so beautiful
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