15 Years Ago

Yesterday marked 15 years since the funeral of Grandma Vi.  I do miss that wonderful woman.  I used to love going to visit her and just enjoying some laughs and good times. Sometimes we would just sit and watch a Jazz basketball game on TV or one of her other favorite shows.  Breakfast usually consisted of her making breakfast casserole, so dang good.  I always loved that she could have a good, hearty laugh at herself.  Like the time she had been working at the temple and on her way home she had fallen asleep in the car at a stop light.  When she woke up the cars that were previously around her were gone and she was still sitting there.  She thought that was hilarious.  I do miss those visits and that time I got to spend with her.  Grateful for her life and her legacy of faith.