I lost my grandmother yesterday.
Just now, Mom and I talked about, of all things, ice cream. When my brothers and I were kids, Grandma always made sure to stock up on Klondike Bars and Flintstones Push-Ups. We never had those at home, so they became a "Grandma's house" thing.
She got me to try peanut butter ice cream. I wound up loving it so, after that, she always got a carton and a bottle of chocolate syrup.
It may sound silly to some, but the little things matter just as much as the big things.
Just now, Mom and I talked about, of all things, ice cream. When my brothers and I were kids, Grandma always made sure to stock up on Klondike Bars and Flintstones Push-Ups. We never had those at home, so they became a "Grandma's house" thing.
She got me to try peanut butter ice cream. I wound up loving it so, after that, she always got a carton and a bottle of chocolate syrup.
It may sound silly to some, but the little things matter just as much as the big things.