Grandma

Grandma

 

A year ago today my grandmother passed away.  I knew that she was no longer with us when Stephen’s phone rang so late at night.  I knew that my mom called him to break the news to me because I should have been sleeping and trying to recover from surgery.  Just a few days prior to her passing I was able to speak with her for a few minutes.  I got home from one of my many surgeries and was able to speak with my grandmother for a few seconds. I knew that she was just hanging on to make sure that I was ok. 

This week has been rough.  All week long when I looked at my calendar to see what events were occurring this week, I saw that Friday was July 19^th.  I thought about my grandmother more than normal this past week.  I also felt her more than normal.  It seemed that beautiful monarch butterflies were everywhere this week.  I saw them as I drove the girls to gymnastics camp.  I saw them flutter by as I washed the dinner dishes.  I saw them as I went outside to put garbage by the curb.  There seemed to be beautiful butterflies everywhere.  Every time I saw one, I thought of my grandmother.  Every time I thought of my grandmother, I smiled.  I thought back to some of my favorite moments with her.  Even though a year has gone by I feel as if I only spoke with her yesterday. I feel as if we just talked about if she went for a walk or what was happening on her stories.  Grandma I miss you greatly and love you dearly.