It's funny how something small can make you think of someone. Like little coffee creamers.
Today while out with Mark we stopped at the Lincoln Waffle House in DC for breakfast. They give you little creamers for your coffee and I instantly remembered how I would always drink my grandma's creamers like taking a shot. Ha ha. If she didn't like me doing that, she never let on.
My grandma passed away in 2002. I miss her a lot. I believe though that she stopped by to say hi today in the form of that memory.
Love ya gramdma!