My mother called a while ago. She had spent the 23rd through today visiting us up here in MN.
When she called this evening, I was thinking she wanted to let me know that she 'd arrived safely, but she informed me instead that my father's mom had died.
My father's mom who helped raise me, my brothers, along with other grandchildren, a bulk of the neighborhood, some of her great grandchildren, and even more children still.
Her methods were strict, but caring. Consistent lunchtime, nap, and snack time.
Tuesdays were pizza (delivery) days.
The thought of going back to Manassas now that Nanny has passed away is exceptionally heartbreaking.
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