A story about Goggy by Mary O’Loughlin
My grandmother, or Goggy as we called her, knew her time was coming and she was trying to have one-on-one conversations with everyone. We had this great conversation about life, love and the future and we laughed (and sometimes blushed – she had lost her filter years ago). A few days later, she stopped speaking and passed away shortly after that. I will always treasure that last conversation.
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