Today, I cooked dinner at Curtis’ father and stepmother’s house. As I cooked Abbey sat at the table and worked with her Grandma Peggy on sewing a pillow for her new bedroom motif. All of a sudden I had flashbacks of working with my own step-grandma (the only grandma I knew on that side of the family.) It would be fantastic if Abbey could know and remember her biological grandmother, but unfortunately fate makes that impossible. My mother isn’t able and Curtis’ mother has passed. It is nice to see her be able to bond with a grandma.
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