I don't remember many details from February 21, 1984, but the loss remains real and close to the surface. On that date, I said goodbye to one of my best friends. Later, my sister would tell our parents it's not fair that someone didn't die on her birthday. Oh, to be a child again. I wish she could be here for all the seasons of my life, and yet, I feel her near. For now, I will cherish our walks and live to my potential to be worthy to find myself surrounded by ones who have gone before, including Grandma M.
3 comments:
I like this sweet tribute to your grandma. My grandma didn't die on my birthday but I also will never forget the day.
Happy Birthday!!
"I'm an important branch on a family tree." Too true. You probably wouldn't mind having a money source back, too. ;) Should I tease about things like that...? Uh...
I liked this post.
This is a great memorandum to your grandmother. She will continue to live on in your heart.
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