A grandmother reflects on things that matter to her while experiencing these difficult times.
Grandma gazes into the screen of her pc and observes with a smile, the slight changes of the grandchildren as they grow. She can see the similarities of others in the family, from bygone times. She laughs as she remembers times that feel like only yesterday when she held the grandchildren for a long time and, sang a little song. My goodness, their reading her stories and making her laugh as well. She declares, " I'd love to bake them biscuits" she smiles at their lovely faces. She tells them how much she loves them please remember me. Your Black Queen.