Grandma’s Book

Posted by kara

Today, I was getting ready in the morning, and I heard my grandma’s voice. Martha had discovered the book she recorded: On the Night You Were Born. It was a sweet moment. Toshi joined Martha and told her it was Toshi. It was Grandma Toshi.

So they sat and listened to the story… for at least a good 5 minutes before Martha started turning pages for fun and Toshi tried to get her to do it right.

I still think about my grandma all the time. I miss her. I miss sending her things so she will know I’m thinking of her. I miss seeing her forehead on Skype. (She always held the laptop too high.) When I think of her, I still want to cry, but I also want to smile.