By the time grandfather was finished cooking in the kitchen that morning, grandmother would be up and there would always be a steaming hot meal laid out on the table. It wasn't always abundant, but it was always warm and inviting.,Children have never really had much of a sense of time. It wasn't until my grandmother passed away that I truly felt it.,That was a day in early spring. As usual, grandma sat under the big tree in the garden, enjoying afternoon tea made by grandpa. Grandma loved that rocking chair most of all; it was placed under the big tree. When she got tired, she would lie down for a little nap.。