Memories
My grandmother would have been 89 today. I double checked this weekend when we put flowers down. I'm sure I have talked to some of you about her. Oh don't worry this isn't a sad entry… She passed away several years ago and the heart has healed and left in its place not scars but sweet memories. The strongest memory I have is her laughter, followed by her hugs and kisses, and then the way she and I used to spend time talking about current events, music and politics. You see I'm the youngest of 14 grandchildren, and she passed away one month before my High School graduation. So I was always in awe that she respected my opinions and we had serious discussions on major events. Of course we never did agree on music. :D
I spent a lot of time with her the summer before she died. I took a summer job right down the road from her. Many times I would spend the night at her house rather than traveling much further away to my parent’s house. There is one TV show that played reruns late at night and that is what we would always watch before going to bed. She called the show the “old women” while the rest of the world called them “The Golden Girls”. :D She would be sitting on the edge of her chair laughing so hard she was crying and pushing up her glasses. That memory is so fresh you would think it happened last night. I still watch the “Golden Girls” whenever I see it come on, because it reminds me of her and those many summer nights.
We never know what our loved ones will leave behind. The richest, I think, are the ones that leave behind sweet memories. Tears filled with laughter. So I will say I was richly blessed that God gave me the years we had, and especially the summer before you died. I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. Happy Birthday Grandmother! :D
I spent a lot of time with her the summer before she died. I took a summer job right down the road from her. Many times I would spend the night at her house rather than traveling much further away to my parent’s house. There is one TV show that played reruns late at night and that is what we would always watch before going to bed. She called the show the “old women” while the rest of the world called them “The Golden Girls”. :D She would be sitting on the edge of her chair laughing so hard she was crying and pushing up her glasses. That memory is so fresh you would think it happened last night. I still watch the “Golden Girls” whenever I see it come on, because it reminds me of her and those many summer nights.
We never know what our loved ones will leave behind. The richest, I think, are the ones that leave behind sweet memories. Tears filled with laughter. So I will say I was richly blessed that God gave me the years we had, and especially the summer before you died. I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. Happy Birthday Grandmother! :D