I miss grandmom

My grandmom went to the bathroom in an outhouse.My grandmom told me to be good or i would get a damm good crack.My grandmom bought me the most expensive sled before she died of a disease.My grandmom worked in a hot factory for 50 years.My grandmom laughed all the time.My grandmom drank hiballs.My grandmom lived through the depression.My grandmom let me me get away with things and laughed.My grandmom never gave me a dammed good crack,but I would pay the world to hear my grandmom say,if you dont stop,ill give you a damm good crack.

Dont be too sad friend, you will see here again. Im sure shes laughing up a storm right now, wherever she is. She is in a better place. Im not saying I dont care how you feel, my grandfather died around christmas time last year so I have some idea I think. I sure like thinking about the awesome memories I have of him Think positive things, thats the best way to go. I hope you feel better my friend

Its joyous,just memories of some of the best people

Sorry you miss your Gran.

I miss my gramps.

I love using the tools he left me, chisels, saws and other carpentry stuff.
I love the smell of honey in the car he left me that he used for beekeeping.
I use his old drill bit tin for tobacco every day.
I laugh at how he would drive up a one way street the wrong way.
I remember seeing him getting drunk bottling ginger beer by sucking on a tube.
His old flying jacket is hanging in my wardrobe.
I'm proud he was the Captain of The Queen's Flight.(Elizabeth).
I'm proud he loved my Grandma till the day he passed away.
He taught me to Fly fish.
We stacked haybales together.
He got me tipsy on Scrumpy when I was just a sprat.
He taught me how to drive a tractor.
He was my Gramps.

Still with us, lost but not forgotten.

THAT is the closest we have for reincarnation imo.

Thanks for this.

Originally posted by nerbot
Sorry you miss your Gran.

I miss my gramps.

I love using the tools he left me, chisels, saws and other carpentry stuff.
I love the smell of honey in the car he left me that he used for beekeeping.
I use his old drill bit tin for tobacco every day.
I laugh at how he would drive up a one way street the wrong way.
I remember seeing him getting drunk bottling ginger beer by sucking on a tube.
His old flying jacket is hanging in my wardrobe.
I'm proud he was the Captain of The Queen's Flight.(Elizabeth).
I'm proud he loved my Grandma till the day he passed away.
He taught me to Fly fish.
We stacked haybales together.
He got me tipsy on Scrumpy when I was just a sprat.
He taught me how to drive a tractor.
He was my Gramps.

Still with us, lost but not forgotten.

THAT is the closest we have for reincarnation imo.

Thanks for this.

Originally posted by nerbot
Sorry you miss your Gran.

I miss my gramps.

I love using the tools he left me, chisels, saws and other carpentry stuff.
I love the smell of honey in the car he left me that he used for beekeeping.
I use his old drill bit tin for tobacco every day.
I laugh at how he would drive up a one way street the wrong way.
I remember seeing him getting drunk bottling ginger beer by sucking on a tube.
His old flying jacket is hanging in my wardrobe.
I'm proud he was the Captain of The Queen's Flight.(Elizabeth).
I'm proud he loved my Grandma till the day he passed away.
He taught me to Fly fish.
We stacked haybales together.
He got me tipsy on Scrumpy when I was just a sprat.
He taught me how to drive a tractor.
He was my Gramps.

Still with us, lost but not forgotten.

THAT is the closest we have for reincarnation imo.

Thanks for this.

Great story, reincarnation is true.Your gramps will be with you shortly

Originally posted by brindle
...Your gramps will be with you shortly

Always, not shortly, but I'll be with HIM...eventually.

Cheers.

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Sympathies to you and yours over the loss of your Grandmom.
There will never be another generation like them.

They have seen more changes than any other generation in our (known) history.
They know the real meaning of the word "work".

Our society will sorely miss their laughter, their drive, and their wisdom.

Honouring the memories of those great ones passed will only help us all.
You have honoured your Grandmom by posting this thread.

I miss mine too, and other people

Do you ever "feel" her inside your self? That is to say, sometimes I feel almost like I'm acting more like my mom or dad or one of my grandparents than myself. I catch myself saying something one of them says/said, or using the same tone of voice, or just "feeling" like what that person "feels like." That's because they are a part of you. So she still lives on in you, OP: one-quarter of yourself is her! And you will "feel her" come out in you from time to time for the rest of your life, long after today. You will never forget her because you partially are her. She will always be with you in that way!

Isn't that wonderful?

Originally posted by ItsEvolutionBaby
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Sympathies to you and yours over the loss of your Grandmom.
There will never be another generation like them.

They have seen more changes than any other generation in our (known) history.
They know the real meaning of the word "work".

Our society will sorely miss their laughter, their drive, and their wisdom.

Honouring the memories of those great ones passed will only help us all.
You have honoured your Grandmom by posting this thread.

My grandmom died 30 years ago,but I still remember her.The kindness and strength of her I posted here,the other replies mean alot.

reply to post by brindle



Thumbs up for Grandmama!
The Mother of my Mother and the real glue in the family!

Originally posted by Partygirl
I miss mine too, and other people

Do you ever "feel" her inside your self? That is to say, sometimes I feel almost like I'm acting more like my mom or dad or one of my grandparents than myself. I catch myself saying something one of them says/said, or using the same tone of voice, or just "feeling" like what that person "feels like." That's because they are a part of you. So she still lives on in you, OP: one-quarter of yourself is her! And you will "feel her" come out in you from time to time for the rest of your life, long after today. You will never forget her because you partially are her. She will always be with you in that way!

Isn't that wonderful?

Its true,thanks for the input.Life is good.I will continue on being happy and strong,and exceptionally handsome.