My Grandmother (my Mother's Mother) Grandma Lucille used to grow her own gardens and flowers every Spring. I would enjoy our time together in Michigan, where I lived until I was three and my parents moved us down to Florida.
I always had this vivid memory of time spent at my Grandma's trailer, she had a small kitchen and I just loved being at her place and visiting with her. On one particular visit, Grandma was slicing into a Gorgeous ripe Pink Grapefruit. She sliced it in half and started to cut through the sections. She asked me if I'd ever had Grapefruit this way, and I said no. She then took some sugar and sprinkled it on top of each half of the cut grapefruit. One for her and one for me. I took my spoon and dug into the first section and I was in love. The citrus mixed with the sweetness of the sugar was so good. She then smiled at me and exclaimed, "Isn't this luscious?!" I had never heard that word before just then. It described the feeling I had, not just about the Grapefruit but also because I felt it was "luscious" to have such a wonderful Grandma such as her to share a Grapefruit with.
Thanks for that wonderful memory Little Grandma,
I miss you and Love You,
Becky
