A Love Letter to my Grandmother
I just wanted to express to you how much you mean and how much you have influenced my life.
You have always been a cheerful giver, always selfless. No matter what, you always had something to give us grandkids. Whether it was a piece of candy or some amount of money (a dollar bill or a $25 check), it meant so much.
I always loved receiving your letters and cards in the mail, especially when I was away at college. Whenever I was homesick, I would read them and feel like you were with me.
Whether it was your sweet words of encouragement, a Bible verse, or a silly poem about how much you loved me, your letters meant so much to me. I cherish those words and all the time we spent together.
Your prayers, your songs and your overflowing love lifted me up and helped me become the woman I am today. I am proud to be your granddaughter. I love you so much Grammy.
I wrote this letter to my Grammy, Phyllis Moore, before she died. I was able to say my goodbyes and read it to her in person.
She died at peace, surrounded by her loving family, on Sunday February 23, 2014. She was born in East Boston on October 4, 1930. She was one of six children. Her parents divorced when they were young, and her mother raised them alone during the Great Depression. She taught them love, faith in God, great food, and music. ~shared by @briannacox
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