Grandma was a wonderful hostess. Growing up, I remember her cooking huge meals for various events which were often held in the basement of their condo building. I loved going over there, seeing family and I absolutely loved her manicotti, meatballs and rice. I could never get enough. Even better was when it was time for coffee “AND”. It wasn’t about the coffee. It was all about the “AND.” The “AND” meant a treat… cookies, chocolates, chaddah… I was all in for the AND!

More than food, though, the “AND” with Grandma and Grandpa meant the amazing way they embraced everyone and anyone the Lord brought their way. Grandma always had a beautiful smile, a warm embrace and a piece of candy for all.

I’m grateful for the love my Grandma showed me growing up through her smile, her willingness to give and how she would spend time with me and my family. We are all here because of what a blessing she was to each of us and how she made each of us feel loved and special.

I will always remember and miss Grandma’s gift of coffee “AND” so much more!