Today was Sunday Dinner at my Grandma's house. Since before I was born we've been getting together every Sunday to spend time with one another and to share good food. My grandma is the one who makes most of the meal, and she wouldn't have it any other way. The location has changed twice, but nothing else really changes. Whoever can make it shows up and there's an average of 20 family members in attendance. If it wasn't for my grandma's cooking over the years I don't think we'd see each other as much. It was when I was older that I realized how lucky I was. My grandmother gave us all the gift of family.
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