Marrisa Aka Your Risaroo Grandbabie
I ran into this on google. Miss you so much every single day my GRAMMY Rosie! Even your kisses that would leave?? the imprint of your lips on my cheek from your red or purple (our favorite color) lipstick & Id say “Aw Grammy now my cheeks all sticky”. I miss waking up from a nightmare an knocking on your door and you’d let me sleep in your big comfy bed with you but, pray with me so I wasn’t afraid togo back to sleep & Id watch Golden Girls or Beverly Hillbillies with you until I fell asleep again. I miss you driving me to school in the morning & we’d always stop and eat breakfast from Jack In The Box First. I miss you coming home from the thrift store and greeting me with a surprise. I miss the talks we’d have and how if I was crying and said I didn’t wanna talk you would insist until I told you what was bothering me because, you never failed to put the smile back on my face after an I always felt refreshed. I miss the way you love my babies an how you were there for me through my pregnancies and always got them a coming home outfit from the hospital along with a comfy robe, slippers, pajamas and a meal for me because, I didn’t like the hospital food. I can go on and on I miss having someone I can always count on truely the best grandma everrrrrr!! I will always remember our memories and everything you taught me. Oh and I miss arguing over who loved each other more. I LOVE YOU MORE, MOST, MOSTEST, HOSTESS TOASTES!