My Grandma had me convinced that I was the most precious beautful girl in the world. She has always lifted me up. The last time I saw her she still says to me "Amy, your a beautful girl." Just so simply and sweetly. She would kiss me on my cheek and smile at me with that twinkle in her eye. Like I was a prized beauty in all the world and you better know it. It had better be told. Then you won't have to wonder. Bless you grandma for all those little moments you gave me. You let me climb on your lap and you would stroke my hair. We would discover something new and amazing together. My inner beauty and strength definitely blossomed and was groomed by you.
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