out of the blue

Ada was my grandmother's name. I just remembered that. She loved pastel colours. She drank tea with milk. She remembered all her nieces and nephews by name. She relearned how to knit and spent her last few years knitting slippers for the children's hospital. She loved to play crib. She made this crazy good chocolate cake with fudgy icing. I have memories of her baking bread and a flour bin that was never empty. She loved to pat you on the arm with affection. She loved to dance with her husband and after he died she never danced again because she lost her partner. I am glad to remember.