I can't recall a time when Grandma Bo wasn't a part of my life! She was always at our birthday parties, coming to Grandparents' Day at school, dropping by with mouth-watering pie, spending Christmas Day with us, and any other number of holidays or random weekends
I'm so thankful for all the time we had together, especially as adults.
As I look back on our relationship, she has always been a sassy, loving, full-cheeked Grandma who was quick with a smooch and generous with her time. She taught me that the kitchen table was the best place to gather for conversations, that wives can roll their eyes at their husbands without them knowing, that life isn't always fair but you must make the best of it, that a person needs to travel and have fun seeing the world before they settle down (how many times did we all hear that?!?), and that hot chocolate (or Diet Rite soda) goes well with any type of pie.
I'll miss the glimmer in her eye when she smiled, the sound of her laughter, the softness of her hands, and her always calling Laura & I "honey". A big piece of our family is gone, but the memories of Grandma Bo will always remain vivid to me - I can still hear her voice in my head... yelling at Grandpa Bo to turn down the television, of course.