neighbours

I have so many memories of Grandma and Grandpa. I love the fact that I got to grow up right next-door to them and could go visit them any time I wanted. I remember every spring going through the fields picking crocuses with grandma. During the summer helping grandma clean out her camper and once it was clean, we'd get to sit in there and play Phase 10. I remember doing chores around their house, swatting flies and dusting were the two I remember doing the most. I remember grandpa always busy in his garden. I remember more often than not, getting off the school bus and seeing grandpa working in his garden. I remember grandpa being so inventive and creative, ie transforming his Volvo into a green house or using ice cube trays to freeze single serving portions of gravy. 

One thing I absolutely love about grandma is her enthusiastic and never ending praise. I loved and still love showing grandma things I’ve made or accomplished. Even if it’s something small, she will act like it’s the biggest deal in the entire world. She can make anyone feel like a million bucks.

One thing I love about grandpa is his silent strength. He’s quiet and doesn’t talk too much, but you know he’s always listening and when he does say something, his words are full of wisdom. I can always feel his strong spirit when he speaks. Just being around him makes me want to be a better person. 


Love you guys, 
Brette.