My favorite person is my grandma, she is just always there for me. Anytime i need her she will be on the phone with me just talking and explaining everything! One moment, a snapshot I will remember is from this summer when i arrived in Florida and I saw my grandma for the first time in three years. I remember the intense emotion and just every little thing about the minuscule moment it was. As I was walking through the long, wide terminal in the West Palm Beach, Florida airport , I could not contain my excitement especially it being so long since I had seen her. The airport was filled with business people coming and going, it was as noisy as our lunchroom. People were talking on cell phone, you could hear the televisions coming from the restaurants and bars, and just people talking to others. I could smell the cinnamon from Cinnabun, which made my mouth water just thinking of the taste so sweet and cinnamony, as you could tell i was pretty hungry! As i was walking towards the end of the terminal, I was gripping tightly my pink jansport backpack, along with clutching onto my pink purse tightly. I kept getting closer to where she was waiting for me, and I was about at a slow jog because i could not contain the excitement i felt. I arrived finally at the end of the terminal still clutching my purse and backpack, and looked to the right and saw her standing there in the same type of clothes she has always worn. A white shirt the tightens at the bottom and has a flowery design on it with her blue jean like pants that are a little lighter than denim and her white slip on shoes. I turned to look at her for a minute, the went running into her arms clutching tightly, but not too tightly so i would not hurt her! I almost started to cry because it had been so long, yet she had not really changed much, but I have on the inside and outside!
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
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4 comments:
wow, that was a really good snapshot!
i loved the Cinnabun smell, i could imagine that..
that was a good snapshot!..
I wonder how interesting it would be if you asked your grandmother about how she felt leading up to seeing you..?
I love that snapshot..it reminded me of when my grandma and I would meet up. Just out of curiousity was the noise from all the people at all a distraction to your destination? Did any of those rude business people block your way?
This snapshot reminds me of when my grandmother was still alive, and we would drive down to gastonia to see her. She had a park in her backyard, which is what my snapshot is about, and it was always so great to see her after a long time away. How long had it been since youd seen your grandmother?
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