Memories can be wonderful and help people to remember who and what they stood for. What does their story say about them! My great-grandmother Winnie… I loved going to her house, and I adored her even more her snicker-doodles! They are one of the ultimate guilty pleasures! I remember. As Great-Gran was melting the butter, she would lovingly place a piece of butterscotch candy into the butter before marshmallows that were the secret to this divinity! No one on earth makes snicker-doodles as granny did! I miss watching her as she prepared the decadent treats!!
Great-Granny fought battles each week with such courage and strength! I never saw her falter or struggle. Multiple times a week, she took Great-Grandpa to the hospital for dialysis! I hated the smell of the hospital and hated that Great-Grandpa had to endure such a procedure! I’m sure Great Granny is slaying dragons in heaven! Great Granny’s name was Winifred…. what I didn’t know until I was an adult that her name was Winifred Darling. Oh how loved and treasured she must have been for her parents to give her such a name! My great-grandma and great-grandpa.
Winifred and Nelson Lawrence on November 2, 1986 #kindnessmatters
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