So, today I was walking around our living room & I noticed the framed picture we have of you. I picked it up & sat down on the couch with it. I started thinking about you. The things I remember most about you were just little things, since I was so little when you were around. I remember when you would pour me glasses of chocolate milk & that would be all I would drink at your house. I also remember that chair you always sat in. I remember spending the night at your house on holidays with everyone. I remember waking up in the middle of the night crying because I had that recurring dream of you dying, & never seeing the rest of my family again because no one ever had little "reunions" like you did. I remember how nice & friendly you were to everyone. I miss you & love you Grama Joan. <3