I’ve tried to sit down and write this a few times this past week but every time I did, I just couldn’t seem to find the words. They were there I just didn’t think I could express just how much this week has taken out of me. Me sweet grandmother, passed this past week. Eula Boyd, August 24 1939 – January 14, 2023. My grandmother was a saint. She spent most of her life taking care of others. Not just family, but anyone who may have needed help, she wouldn’t hesitate to help them no matter the cost to herself. She was truly one of the best people you could ever meet. I grew up next door to her, I know a lot of people don’t get that experience of living next to their grandparents. She was always there ready for breakfast or anything you could have ever asked for. She was caring, and as my son would call her, that sweet old lady, an amazing cook and above all else, my granny. She will be deeply missed.
Steven Paul Watson, Author 