I have many memories of my grandma. I remember how she liked her lavender sweets. I remember helping her set up her kindle for a story. I’ll always remember when I was little and Grandma and Grandpa would come and stay with us for a few weeks each year. 

One visit, I was really into learning to swim, and our building shared a pool where I could swim every day. They’d come and sit under an umbrella and watch me splash around and cheer me on. One afternoon before they flew home, I remember they were sitting with my mum and this time they gave me a little trophy for how well I was doing. I still keep it on a shelf in the bedroom and remember how surprised and proud I was as I sat on Grandma’s lap and knew that she and Grandpa loved me as much as I love them.