My grandpa and I sprinkled rice on the ground, and I felt a bit like a Disney princess surrounded by birds peacefully eating.
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Just about every weekend in the summers, the family would load up the van and go camping.
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"Happiness comes in other forms than solely work", she explained. So, she stopped working and allowed her children to take charge of the shop so that she could spend more time with her mother.
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Ever since I can remember, she always had a million things to say.
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These types of glances were a common happening between my grandparents, and I can definitively say that there were no two people on earth who loved each other more.
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Each pattern symbol meant something and I learned how to match the pieces to make dresses, shorts and anything else I could find a pattern for. These lessons taught me that if I could not find it, I could make it – and I did.
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Weekends at my grandparents’ house were often characterized by the red glow of an altar, sleepovers with cousins, my grandpa’s delicious cooking and my grandma waking up at the break of dawn to reorganize the kitchen.
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Gently wiping my tears and holding me close, I felt comfort in her arms.
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Have you ever heard of ghost lights, phosphorous, or farmed in a field? My grandpa sure had.
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My life is now filled with many stories and memories she shares. I love to see her eyes light up and the smile on her face as she takes me back in time.
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Papa also taught me a lot about compassion. As my stepfather who was a bit older than my mother, he was fit, spunky and a pleasure to be around.
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She was one special lady, not only to her immediate family, but to all who were lucky enough to make her acquaintance.
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