My Maw Maw was the most wonderful, amazing, strong, loving woman and I miss her every day.

She lived across the road from us my entire life.

I stayed with her during the day while my mom and dad were at work.

To say the least, I was a handful, but she was my buddy and I watched her every move.

I can still see her in her blue house dress at the stove or sitting on the porch swing with a flyswatter.

In her so-called down time, she was snapping beans, quilting, or reading her Bible.

In other words, she didn’t just sit around doing nothing.

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