This reminds me of those days, my grandma would gather us around at night, to tell us stories. When she passed on, it was as if I inherited that from her as I usually gather my sisters, for night stories.
This reminds me of those days, my grandma would gather us around at night, to tell us stories. When she passed on, it was as if I inherited that from her as I usually gather my sisters, for night stories.
Some traditions do not die easy..