From Patchwork of Memories to Stories
Grandmothers
Today is my maternal grandmother's birthday. Her name was Laurette Desjardins. She would have been 99 years old. Every year, my mom sends out an e-mail to me and my brother, reminding us that it's her birthday.
Every year, it leaves me nostalgic because I never really knew my grandmother. She died when I was only two years old. My memories of her are patchwork at best. Once, in
Today is my maternal grandmother's birthday. Her name was Laurette Desjardins. She would have been 99 years old. Every year, my mom sends out an e-mail to me and my brother, reminding us that it's her birthday.
Every year, it leaves me nostalgic because I never really knew my grandmother. She died when I was only two years old. My memories of her are patchwork at best. Once, in
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