love letter to my grandmother/

I had dinner with a friend the other night and when I was driving home, I just started thinking about my grandma. I think it was because I didn't have dessert - she was definitely a dessert person. My Grandma used to make the best chocolate sauce and when she was making it, she would always stick her finger in it, give it a taste and say, "mmm, good!"

The whole drive home that night I could hear her saying that in my head and it made me feel so happy. I even left the radio off so I could hear it more clearly in the dark of the drive. I still miss her (she passed a few years ago), but I am finally to a place where the thoughts I have of her just make me happy. Isn't she the cutest thing ever? And super sexy shoulders at 91 years old!!!