MY GRANDMOTHER ASKED ME TO CLEAN THE PHOTO ON HER HEADSTONE EXACTLY A YEAR AFTER HER…
A year after Grandma Patty passed, I returned to her grave to fulfill her last request—clean her photo. But behind the frame, I found a note with coordinates, leading me to a hidden box in the woods. Grandma was my world, filling my childhood with love and adventure. She turned ordinary moments into treasures, teaching…