This is the last time I saw my grandmother, exactly two months ago. It's the mental image I have of her, perpetually in her nightgown, smelling like talcum powder. That smell always reminds me of her.
I'm thankful I made the effort to go home recently and see her, because it's the last chance I'll ever get.
RIP Abuelita.
I'm thankful I made the effort to go home recently and see her, because it's the last chance I'll ever get.
RIP Abuelita.
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You know, you're one of the people I feel like I should know, but don't. I think it's because our circles of friends brush against each other so I always see your posts and such.