I have very few memories of my Granny. She left this earth when I was a little girl. But the memories I do have of her, I see in the small things. Granny was a collector of roosters and she had them everywhere. My kitchen/diningroom are covered in roosters....and sunflowers (my favorite flower). I love to be in the kitchen baking, cooking, and getting creative....it's therapeutic to me, in some crazy way. That's when I see my Granny in me. Everything she did, she did from scratch, and it's a trait that I am thankfully blessed to have.
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