Tag: family

• Mean Grandma

  One of my childhood memories, that stands out to me most, is a visit to my grandparents’  home when I was probably somewhere between four and six years old. We were there for Thanksgiving, I believe, so it would have been fall and the sun would have been setting early so we arrived after dark.  I…

  Grace Elizabeth

  August 3, 2017

  My Thoughts, Self-Discovery

  adulthood, caring, childhood, elder care, family, grandma, growing, learning, love, memories, parents, responsibilities, siblings