When I was little, spending the weekend at grandma and grandpa's with Brandon was always the highlight of my week. I have so many happy memories of swimming in the pool, going to the beach, and drinking lots of orange pop.
One thing that I really appreciated about grandma was that she was smart and valued being educated. Spending my childhood around someone who loved to read as much as she did was certainly one of the reasons why reading has been a lifelong hobby of mine. And I'll always remember when I told her I was taking biochemistry in college, she replied, "ugh, I hated memorizing the Krebs cycle!" How many people have a grandma who can commiserate about having to memorize biochemical processes? It turned out to be as awful as she remembered, for the record.
Life worked out in a way that resulted in me not seeing much of my grandma as an adult, but I will always value what she and my grandpa provided for me in my younger years - stability and unconditional love during a relatively unstable childhood.
Brandon, I'm so glad that you were there for grandma in her last years. I know that it must have meant the world to her.