Here is my picture:
I really hesitated doing this, just because it's still so fresh.... but I feel like writing is my therapy.
This was taken my birthday weekend last year. I had zero idea that by my next birthday both my mom and my grandmother would be gone. It's hard to imagine my life without them, but I am slowly adjusting. I still pick up the phone to call mom sometimes. Or I will find a great deal on something at a sale and want to tell her about it. Right now, I am trying really hard to focus on the joy in this picture. Mom was so happy to have the girls and I there. I think grandma was too, though it is hard to know with her being like she was! It was a blessing beyond words to have this picture, four beautiful generations, something my girls and I can hold on to. So many people don't get to share their children with grandparents or even parents. I'm so grateful that I was able to do that.
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Gifts: A gift worn, white, whispered
- It is a gift to have some of my mom's shirts. Right now my sister has them, holding them safely until we can create a quilt with them.
- It is a gift to have the white sand in our family unity jar. A color that stands for God. It's at both the base and the top of the family's colors and has started moving to the center. A reminder always that God is the foundation of our family and we are only complete with him.
- It is a gift to have little girls whispering their secrets in my ears. I know they won't always share them, but I'm so glad they do!
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