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It was interesting, on the 4 hr drive to see my grandmother before she passed, I thought a lot about my Aunt. ( Here is the story of my current relationship with her ) At one point it felt like she was along for the ride. Yet when I was at her grave site, the wind had calmed down and there was a little bird singing its heart out in the near by tree, I didn't feel as connected to her there. Her grave stone represents her very much though. She rebuilt a horse drawn buggy and would give people rides in it , she raised horses and cows, and loved all animals. Yes, it has been five years and I still miss her terribly.
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