A Special Memory

by Gena P.

I wish I could spend time, see, or just do something with her. The person I'm talking about is my Grandma. She died a month before I was born. I wish I could have at least seen her in person, but I can only see her in pictures.

I was born four days after her birthday and was four days late. I was born on May 29th and she was born on the 25th, which means I was supposed to be born on her birthday.

The picture that comes up in my head every time I think about her is when my mom was pregnant with me and standing with my grandma in front of our old house in Saint Louis, Missouri. She had a blue dress with white polka dots on. She had short gray curly hair, brown eyes, and she was extremely beautiful.

I was named after my Grandma. Her name was Geneva. My parents took the e and v out of her name and that's how I got my name.

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