Every year on July 5th, we go up to Grandma's grave and eat lunch while we sit around and remember just what an awesome woman she was. This year we were lucky to add to our midst as the Imbach's joined us. It's never a sad visit and we rarely cry but she was hardly a sad lady and would rather giggle at silly jokes than cry. My tutu was quite the rascal... It's a chance for my kids to hear about their Great Tutu Kamae. We make her a lei from our plumeria trees and just spend a little time being happy together at the place where she and Grandpa Kamae are resting together.
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