I’m really missing my grandmother today. I’d give anything to sit at her kitchen table just one more time.
She used to always say to me, “Jenny, you are beautiful, and smart, and you are going places.” She’s the only one who got to call me Jenny.
She would be able to help me with the needlepoint project I’m currently fucking up.
She used to say things like, “Once a task has first begun, never leave it till it’s done. Be the matter great or small, do it well or not at all.” She told me that over and over again, and it stuck. It really did. I think about that a lot when things get hard.
She was like a mother to me. I miss her everyday.