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Ideal_Rock
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It sounds like I’m not alone, but I had a difficult childhood.
But I was very close to my wonderful grandmother. Lots of memories of her.
I remember her home so well - it was in a beautiful Art Deco high rise. It was warm, and safe. I lived there on and off. She had Persian rugs in every room, art on every wall, chandeliers, and a view of the lake. It was on the 21st floor and I remember sitting on her blue silk couch just gazing out the window at the water, quietly by myself.
This print was in that living room and fought to have it when she passed...

She was an incredible cook. I remember throwing a temper tantrum at my baptism party when I was 7 - she made her *special* cheesecake and everyone else ate it before I got a slice. Well heck, I only agreed to a baptism to EAT CHEESECAKE!
But I was very close to my wonderful grandmother. Lots of memories of her.
I remember her home so well - it was in a beautiful Art Deco high rise. It was warm, and safe. I lived there on and off. She had Persian rugs in every room, art on every wall, chandeliers, and a view of the lake. It was on the 21st floor and I remember sitting on her blue silk couch just gazing out the window at the water, quietly by myself.
This print was in that living room and fought to have it when she passed...

She was an incredible cook. I remember throwing a temper tantrum at my baptism party when I was 7 - she made her *special* cheesecake and everyone else ate it before I got a slice. Well heck, I only agreed to a baptism to EAT CHEESECAKE!