Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee...  I tilt my head to my right shoulder, listening... watching, studying... life; everything that is life; everything around me.  I wonder, I think, I feel, care, love; even hate, dislike......... I grieve, no matter what I do; no matter how happy, sad.  I go on with life knowing my son, my only child is gone... forever.  Not only do I…See More

This is all I have of Rick-Rick... his ashes are in this beautiful chest... Rick-Rick's Chest.  It sits beside our Mother's Rose Chest, in my happy art room.......Death... Shock and Everything Between...  Until Tommy Died, I Didn't Know It Hurt This MuchBy Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny GeeToday... my little brother, my most favorite…See More

Bubbles Of Life... My Colors Of LifeBy Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny GeeYesterday, I sat thinking as I looked outside... from my desk.  As I watched the tops of the tall pine trees sway in the wind... memories, thoughts swirled around in my mind... just as if the wind were inside me... blowing them around.A thought gently drifted by in my mind... I…See More

Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee3 years old... Visiting Grandma Alma's at this time... before 'Hell'...  I Don't Like You... I Won't Ever Like You, No Matter What By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee  I don't like you... the feeling is mutual... I know you don't like me.  That's okay... we can play the game of life, games... we as…See More

Revealing Oneself To Others Involuntarily…Posted on May 4, 2013 by grannyscolorful      i Rate This…See More

Our precious two-year old Rottie.  Kissy Fairchild will protect his Mommy!     Face To Face, Movement For Movement... I Met My Stalker Once Again!                    By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee  This evening I became aware of being stared at.  You know what I mean, all of a sudden, you…See More

Do You See How Life Can Sneak Up On You?By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny GeeI've been thinking about 'when' one ages.  I know that life takes its toll on each of us in different ways.  In different ways... just as how the waves erode the sands through time, taking the shore away a little at a time; how the wind blows sand, dust in the desert to shape, mold all in its path, smoothing, wearing down.  Just as life comes at us, shaping... molding us through time... until we become... old,…See More