Grandmama use to have a lot of moments where she'd get upset say she looked shabby and wonder why her hands got so wrinkled. And I use tell her, "Hey! Don't talk like that, we're hand twins remember and we look great." She would just smile and laugh. And then hold my hand. 

My Grandmama was always so jolly even before she passed she was happy and wanted to party. i still remember that night how she said she was gunna be okay and she kept insisting she wanted to party. i have a beautiful image of her dancing and partying in my head all the time because besides her yellimg at me that i better be good i can only over think how happy she was to party ): Missing her forever days only become harder each and everyday...