The sweetest woman in the world passed away on Christmas night last year, my Grandmommy, Doris Orr. I had just told a story about her to my boss the day before she died, about how the first thing I always wanted to eat when I saw her was her grits. It was hard to pick one of her amazing foods as the best, but those grits just reminded me of her and the way being around her in her house made me feel. My aunt Dot reminded me Grandmommy had sent me packages of grits when I was in Africa....I laughed out loud when that package arrived it made me so happy. She was one of the only people I've ever met that loved ALL of her family fully, with no judgements. One of my cousins said to me, after the service at the burial site..."There lies a saint" and there's nothing more I could possibly add to that.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Grandmommy
The sweetest woman in the world passed away on Christmas night last year, my Grandmommy, Doris Orr. I had just told a story about her to my boss the day before she died, about how the first thing I always wanted to eat when I saw her was her grits. It was hard to pick one of her amazing foods as the best, but those grits just reminded me of her and the way being around her in her house made me feel. My aunt Dot reminded me Grandmommy had sent me packages of grits when I was in Africa....I laughed out loud when that package arrived it made me so happy. She was one of the only people I've ever met that loved ALL of her family fully, with no judgements. One of my cousins said to me, after the service at the burial site..."There lies a saint" and there's nothing more I could possibly add to that.
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