My grandmother went on to heaven one year ago today. It was a Saturday afternoon and we were all with her. We had said our goodbyes and told her that she could go if God was calling for her. She must have heard us. She was so peaceful.
The Alzheimer's took her mind many years before that day, but it didn't take her smile. I will never forget the way she would light up when I came to visit. She rubbed my belly when I was pregnant with Addison. I would sit next to her and she would still run her fingers through my hair just like she did when I was a kid. The day she met my baby girl was one of the best days of my life. The joy on her face was priceless.
I'm sad that she never got to rub my belly the second time around. I'm sad that Morgan will never get to know her. I'm sad that I don't get to see her smile anymore.
But I'm happy that she is in heaven. With grandpa. With her baby girl.
And every once in awhile I can feel her smile down on me.
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I knew it was about that time, but couldn't remember the exact date. She was one precious lady and she loved you so much. I love your post.
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