I lost my grandmother yesterday. I was on my way to see her one last time when my father called to tell me that she passed away. I knew it was coming for weeks but that didn’t make it any easier. Watching my mom cry made me think of the day that I will have to say goodbye to her and the day that my girls will have to say goodbye to me. I think it is so important to tell those you love how much they mean to you. No one ever gets sick of hearing “I love you”.
I will always remember how much my grandmother loved me and how I could do no wrong in her eyes. I still have sweaters and blankets that she knit for me. I will always remember the dolls that she made me when I was little and how she always let me take a sip of her Burbon Slush when no one was looking. I will remember her lecturing me in the morning that I wasn’t eating a big enough breakfast. And how mad she would get at my grandfather when he would tell her to leave me alone. My grandfather died 18 years ago today and I can picture him waiting at the gates of Heaven saying “What the hell took you so long?” Finally they are together again.
It’s going to be very hard saying good bye to her this week but I will treasure my memories forever.
Enjoy Each Moment,