January 14, 2008
My grandma Bev died 17 years ago today. This is my mom's mom. I was 14 when she died. For only knowing her 14 years, I have countless memories of her. The thing I cherish most about my grandma is that I only knew her in the 'grandma' sense. At 14, I never knew her as an adult or understood her as a woman. She was simply grandma. To me she didn't have even one flaw. She was the perfect grandma.
Posted by AKWJ