Niehaus
Never a house, always a home was the woman who helped me through my childhood. Why she loved me, I'll never know, but despite her flaws, I always saw gold. She gave me a place where my heart was safe and content and known.
It was her gentle hugs and her goodnight kisses that kept me from being scared. Even at midnight when I watched "Tales from the Crypt" alone in the dark, I never feared. She passed away in August of 2001 and her memory continues to fade, but how she loved me then helped me to grow into who I am. I survived myself because she gave me hope.
God Bless those who love.
Thank you Grandma Karen! I love you still.
It was her gentle hugs and her goodnight kisses that kept me from being scared. Even at midnight when I watched "Tales from the Crypt" alone in the dark, I never feared. She passed away in August of 2001 and her memory continues to fade, but how she loved me then helped me to grow into who I am. I survived myself because she gave me hope.
God Bless those who love.
Thank you Grandma Karen! I love you still.
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