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Our Game
September 3, 2014
My grandma had a stroke when she was forty-five; she lost the ability to talk. We still found ways to communicate. When I was little, we played a game. When she wanted a kiss I put my hand over my mouth, shook my head, and ran away laughing. It was our game.
February 22, 2004, we got a call; she was in the hospital. Five days later we took her off life support. My last memory of my grandma was playing our game. Sometimes I’m upset that I didn't kiss her, but I remember that was our game.
© David H., Kannapolis, NC
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marimary said...
on Sep. 5 2014 at 6:21 pm
I remember your Grandma very well. I loved her. I bet she enjoyed and cherished your game. It sounds like something she might have done when she was young. I'll bet there are little things you do that reminds your Mom of Grandma Bev.
When I was four my grandma died. I have always wanted to give her something to show her how much I love her. I never knew what. My teacher Mr.Lev had us write an essay about something that happened in our life that effects us. I got the idea to write to my belated grandma. I wrote this for her. I hope you like it!!!!