Day 19: Nana Pearl

I should actually update my journal with more than memories... Maybe I will later.

Anyway, my memory today is about my grandmother.

I remember she used to make this wonderful cheesecake, and she also made these biscuits from scratch. Nothing taste like the ones she used to make. Or I wonder if the memory of it is what makes it seems like it was a lot more epic than anything else you can find.

I remember one time her letting me and elizabeth help her make the biscuits, and the cheesecake. I remember she always used to let us help in the kitchen. Probably not do a lot, but she always let us when we could especially as we got older.

I remember the kitchen where she used to live. It wasn't a huge kitchen, but it wasn't the size of my kitchen now, which is almost a closet... Her kitchen always felt warm and open.

I remember most of the time she had these really good fudgecicles in her freezer. I honestly think they were like low cal or something but they always seemed like a wonderful treat to have.

I remember in the summer we would stay at her house for a week, I think on some summers, it wasn't the same week.

I remember watching soap operas with her, and no matter how long I was away, they still seemed to be on the same storyline.

I remember she liked to play bingo. She would try to go whenever she could. I know the older she got the less she was able to go especially after she was banned from driving. She was a bit of a speed demon, and I can think of at least three times she was in a car wreck. I think only one major one she was hurt.

She used to have this old white car, it was an Oldsmobile. I think for years, she would get similiar looking cars. I know once she got a sport little red car, but that car didn't last very long.

I remember once when she lived with my aunt, we got locked out. Me and elizabeth and her had taken a little walk, or gone out to do some gardening. I don't remember which. Nana had left her key inside. So, I remember Abi shimmy into the house and unlock the door. Oh course, once she crawled into the window, the alarm started blaring, so she had to get to the door quickly so Nana could turn it off. While we were opening the window, one of the palmetto leaves from the saw palmetto cut Nana, and I remember her dripping blood from her head.

I remember as long as she could remember she would always send birthday cards to me and abi.

Also, one year I had a joint birthday celebration with her, and my dad. We all have December birthdays, so they are a few weeks apart. i think we also celebrated Christmas because her birthday was two days after Christmas.

She bought us easter dresses for a long time when we were little, and I remember a couple times she would take us to a large park where they were holding a huge easter egg hunt.

I do remember the last years where she didn't seem to remember who we were, and that was a little sad, but I like to dwell on the happy memories, where it seemed we always had fun and she was always happy to see us.