My grandmother – an inspirational lady to me. She kept a diary one year. She was in her eighties at the time and was living by herself. Before my family had moved to the U.S. My parents often took me to visit Grandma. I would remember waking up next to her during the winter times. As the sun would rise and shines warm sunlight into our faces, she would just keep knitting that scarf in silence..
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