My kids have grown to love “The Old Grandma” (named Alex).
We collect all of our bottles until we see her collecting them, and then give ours to her.  Then my kids always add in a bit of their own money (or mine if they don’t have any — but they usually do).
So today, as we were driving, we saw her.
Navy was so excited, so we U-Turned to catch her at the next driveway.
But we were a bit far, so my kids insisted on walking.
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Navy and Dash grabbed all of our bottles, and started towards her.
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She gets so excited to see them, and always says, “God Bless, God Bless….you are beautiful!”
Then I went out to talk to her for a minute.
I asked her how she was, and told her my kids call her “Grandma”.
Then I asked about her own kids and grandkids — all of which are in Columbia.
She said she is lonely without them, but thinks of my own kids as her grandkids.
And as she said it, she got big tears in her eyes, and so did I.
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As we got in the car and went to pick up Scout, I told them all the story, and we decided that the next time we see Alex, we want to invite her to dinner.
And you better believe that each time we are in the car, my kids are searching for the Old Grandma.