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I will always carry her with me
Eulogy for Barbara Palladino "Gramma" written by Adrienne Corey
I have never met anyone in my life who truly saw the world through rose colored glasses like my grandma did. She smiled and laughed at EVERYTHING- even if she had no idea what you just said, she would still smile. She would laugh when everyone else laughed, even if she didn't get the joke.
She worked hard her entire life, she loved their restaurant and spent day in and day out raising a family and maintaining that business. If you ever had the pleasure of going to Paul's Fish Fry, it's almost guaranteed you saw her there, smiling away, calling everyone sweet little pet names.
She wrote letters to EVERYONE. Even after my parents split up, she continued sending my father's parents cards, my dad fathers day cards, and when my step mom was pregnant with my little brother, she sent diaper coupons- because to her, everyone was family.
In college she would send me cards with games and jokes and puzzles. It was really the only reason I ever checked my mailbox. My friends and I would sit in Fireside Café and I would read her adorable letters outloud, she talked about the skunk outside of their house, the flowers blooming, the weather changing, and we would do the puzzles, and laugh out loud as we read the jokes she had collected from her "woman's magazines" and her girlfriends. My mom and I were always printing off copies of things for her to send out to everyone
She lived a good life, with a family who adored her and who she loved probably 10 times more than we ever could. There will not be a day that goes by that I will not miss her, but for every person who now knows me as "the girl who is always smiling at work" I know that I carry her with me everywhere, and that I will no longer need to send pictures of my friends, my apartment, my house, or my cats, because she will always be there with me, watching, and smiling.