My Grammy’s dime store hair brush with wispy strands of her mousey brown and gray hair still caught betwen the bristles. I miss her so much! It’s tucked away, under my bed, in her old wooden sewing box. I almost never look inside, so there is no way I could take a photo of it to post here.
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Other People's Thoughts
I can commiserate. I lost my grandmother as well almost 9 years ago now. She was my only grandmother and I her only granddaughter. I still think of her often and wonder if she would’ve been proud of the person I am today. I can hardly look at her photo without getting tears in my eyes.
I’m very sorry for your loss…
— Petra Thursday May 11, 2006 #
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