Grandma

When Grandma came to our house she always slept with me in my bed. She snored. Her mouth would open in a little hole and noise would come out. I loved that noise and I loved her.

She had six children and lots of grandchildren but I was her favorite. When I was little she made me a velvet Christmas stocking.

Grandma never forgot my birthday. Every year she sent me a present wrapped in fancy paper. Sometimes it was a book but usually it was notepaper.

She came when my brother was born; she came when mom got sick; she came on her way home from visiting her other kids. She could travel all over the world with only one suitcase.

When I was 20 I visited her for Christmas. I was with her when she fell over dead. I called 911 but it was too late.

I still think of her every day and dream about her at night. We are in a garden and I walk up to her and say, "Grandma, I love you" and she says, "I know."