A year after Grandma’s passing, I returned to her grave, carrying her last request in my heart and a few cleaning supplies in my hands. “One year after I’m gone,” she had whispered, her eyes steady as she held mine, “clean my photo on my headstone. Just you. Promise me.” So, there I was, ready to honor her wish. But as I lifted her weathered photo frame, I found something hidden behind it that took my breath away….
Before She Died, Grandma Asked Me to Clean the Photo on Her Headstone a Year After Her Passing , I Finally Did So and Was Stunned by What I Found
