I am writing this has it shows up. My mother kept telling me that I needed to go see my granny. I was in my late twenties or early thirties and had not seen her in many years. Granny's health had started to decline and she had moved in with my aunt Betty ( her youngest daughter) and my uncle Micheal (aunt Bettys husband) in Houston Texas. I was having a hard time in California so I decided that the change would do me good. Aunt Betty was loving Sade and Kenny G, Uncle Micheal was being Uncle Micheal, Michelle was busy turning out cakes for Houston's finest and Tylan had not yet had his first haircut. Granny's room was on the east side of the house and outside her bedroom window there was a big green back yard and flowers. Granny loved flowers.