Nana and I love to plant flowers in pots in her backyard. Granddaddy used to come outside and bark orders to us, telling us how dumb we were acting and how we didn’t know what we were doing. Nana always told him things like “Johnny! Why do you have to be so grouchy all the time? We could probably do it better if you weren’t yelling at us.”
After Granddaddy passed away, before Nana moved out of their house, Nana and I did our traditional planting charade. This time, sadly, without Granddaddy’s commanding voice, which we now wished we could hear again.
…Lots of flowers died that year… Turns out granddaddy barked orders for a reason : )
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