30
Jul
MY GRANDMOTHER: The Greatest Love of My LifeI turned onto the small dirt road that led to my home, tears burning the back of my eyes, my throat clogged with unshed emotions. I wrapped my right hand around my midsection, trying to protect myself from the onslaught of pain I was feeling, my left hand a fist in front of my mouth, struggling to contain the wail that threatened to pour out of my mouth. I quickened my steps, taking the next corner and saw her… seated in her usual spot on our small veranda, in a plastic blue chair,…