They definitely broke the mold, or maybe there wasn't one at all, perhaps completely free form.
Roses. Gardens. Statues. Frog.
Tuna Salad. Sourer Kraut. Hot Dogs. Ham and Swiss. Omaha Steaks.
3 Day Coffee. Neglected Dishwasher. Yellow Plastic Placemats. Orange Chicken.
Bagels on the deck. Put out the cushions. Fire up the grill. Burgers and dogs.
Book after book after book.
5:00. 6:00. 7:00. News, news, news.
Westerns, mysteries, sad tales told on Lifetime television. "This is so strange, so scary" "why don't you turn it off and get some rest" "maybe in a few minutes."
"Can't you stay for a few more days." "You need to just rest for a few days." "Be patient something better will come along."
A decade spent alone more than not. A decade of taking chances. No stairs. People around. No fall.
Many people had many views of the many sides of Rose, but Gram did not deserve to be this unhappy for this long, and without question did not deserve to reach the end in so much pain, and without her passion, communication.
I truly wish I could have been more convincing. Even if just to have you around for a little while longer to have you look at one more time with your "you are crazy man" looks, and the exact words to match.
Farewell Gram. I love you. We all love you. Mom loves you the most.
Thank you again for getting this far with me.
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