My Grandma

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I remember my grandma feeding the birds in the park like it was just yesterday. It was her favorite pastime, and she took so much joy in watching the little creatures flock to her side. She'd bring a bag of breadcrumbs or seeds and scatter them on the ground, calling out to the birds with a gentle tone as they gathered around her. I loved watching her interact with nature, her face lighting up as she connected with these winged friends. Sometimes they'd even land on her outstretched hand, trusting her completely. It was a simple act, but one that filled me with warmth and admiration for my sweet grandma. Those moments in the park will forever hold a special place in my heart, reminding me of the beauty found in simple acts of kindness and connection with nature.