Remember the good

I know most people are probably marking this day in solemn remembrance, but as for me, I choose to reflect on something else. My grandmother, Virginia Anderson, or Ginny Lee as my grandpa called her, would have been 92 years old today. I miss her and my grandfather terribly, but I also have many happy memories.

I lived with my grandparents for quite a few years, so I was very close to them. I'll share a little fond memory of my grandmother with you. Grandma's house was just a few blocks from my elementary school, so naturally I would walk every morning. There was even a crosswalk that ran between the houses in the middle of the block, so my walk wasn't very long. Every year on the first day of school, before I ventured out, my grandmother made sure I had my lunch, and then she made me stand on the porch so she could take a picture with her little Brownie camera. I'm extremely light sensitive, so I would always squint, but I stood still all the same. Then she would announce that she had it, and I could go onto school. At the time, I probably didn't want to have my picture taken, but looking back on it now, it's one of those fond memories that brings a smile to my face. Mainly because I remember looking at all of those pictures of me over the years. I looked like I'd just swallowed a lemon in every one of them. I was squinting and my eyes were watering, but grandma didn't care. She just wanted a picture of her boy.

Happy birthday, grandma, and thanks for everything.

Love,
Joshua

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