My first memory of grandma reminds me of what a patient and
loving person she was. I was about 3 or 4. My parents had been out of town on
vacation to Florida and grandpa was babysitting Calvin and I. I remember we got
out a board game to play, because we all know that grandma loves games. I
wanted to play the game a different way which was not according to the rules
and being the youngin that I was at the time, I threw a fit when Calvin and
Grandma didn't want to play that way. I ran to my room and started drawing a
picture of my parents and us welcoming them home with a huge cake. I remember
her coming in and asking me if I was ok and if I wanted to come back down and
play with her and Calvin. I don't think I came down right away but when I did
she was making brownies. Even though I was being unreasonable she still loved
me and wanted me to be happy. Even though this story is so simple it shows to
me her Christlike love and patience.
Sister
Plumb
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