Granny

Today is the seventh anniversary of my granny's death. She was an amazing person and we all miss her very much. People tell me I'm just like her, and that's the best compliment I could ever receive. When she was in the hospital for the last time, I prayed that she wouldn't die or be buried on my birthday and that she would live to see the book I wrote about her published. She didn't. Seven days before my eleventh birthday, at about 8 pm, she left us for a better home. The book came in May.

Irony here. Granddaddy passed away 7 days before my bro's 18th birthday. Ages were 7 years apart. Kinda cool, right? Well, I thought so anyway. This is our first anniversary of her death in this house. I miss her.