When I saw Grandma Sue late May, I wanted to take a picture of her hands. These are the hands that made us fine Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners. These are the hands that changed my dirty diapers 55 years ago. I was amazed that someone in Hospice painted her fingernails that day. She was dressed as if she were going to go out. She had wonderful gourmet meals prepared for her. Thank you Hospice for taking care of my dear Grandmother until her next transformation. Her favorite color was red, and she is probably in heaven baking cookies for the angels today. RIP Grandma Sue.