I miss my grandma so much, may her soul continue to rest in perfect peace.
My favorite place is my grandma house.
I am already confused right now, if it's really her house or her room, her kitchen, sitting room,her bakery, her garden or her warm body.
Well I believe it's her house for now.
We always visit grandma on Sunday's, it became my best day of the week.
Grandma house scent is totally different from how our house smells.
Maybe it was because of grandma's small bakery store and flower garden, that produced those smells that I love so much.
The bakery is beside her house, while the flower garden is behind the house.
It was a beautiful flower garden filled with lovely beautiful flowers.
Maybe it always blooms whenever we visited.
Grandma's cookies are always awesome, making her bakery to smell so nice.
I love how organized the bakery was, it was always well arranged and neat.
Did I mention how I get to enjoy and benefit from the two?
Of course I do enjoy a lot of sweet cookies, and most importantly goes home with a beautiful flower.
I always cry to stay back whenever it was time to go home.
“I love it here mom, I love the smell and goodies that comes from this house”.
Grandma could bribe me with more cookies and flowers, promising to make delicious one when I visit again.
Hello everyone.
This is my participation to @queercoin weekly Topic Contest - Your favorite place.
Thanks for your time.
Bye for now.
