Sunday, October 7, 2012

savoring the little things: day 6

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Saturday was my sweet Grandma's birthday. It was a pretty rough day all around. I keep waiting for the day that I don't count as a "first" since she's been gone. I made it through my "first birthday without Grandma". Now her "first birthday since she's been gone". It's odd. And it hurts.

But this day also ties in perfectly with my 31 Days topic because it is the little things that I shared with her that make me miss her the most. The sticks of gum we always split. The wadded up Kleenex that was always in her pocket (that she would promptly pull out and stretch out to clean you up with). The way her rings jangled on her fingers. Her laugh. The way she never let me leave her house without cash in my pocket.

Being the only granddaughter, I was beyond spoiled. Nice clothes, shoes, and new books were drill weekend staples. An event coming up? we obviously needed to shop! And I appreciated every second of that. But I appreciated her just taking the time to go even more than what she bought.

It's a great reminder that in the end, material things really won't matter, but the time you spend with someone and how you made them feel will be all that is left. It will be what the memories are made of. It makes me focus on just "being" with BG. Making sure we laugh a lot and have inside jokes and that our time together is meaningful.

That our time together counts.

I miss my Grandma. I miss everything about her.
Grandma  6-14-09

6 comments:

Maria said...

Wow, now I'm crying and praying. Well said.
BG is lucky to have you as a mommy.

Tiffanie BV said...

I feel ya! The desire to talk to my grandmother, to just have a quick little conversation with her, on Saturday was overwhelming. I sure miss mine too. Aren't grandmas the best!

Kara said...

:( I know.

Heather (Live.Love.Laugh.) said...

SO sweet! Great post!

Lindsey B said...

Our grandmother's sound nearly identical. My MawMaw always split a piece of Double Mint with me, hang wrinkled kleneex in the pocket of her outfit, and her rings spun all around her fingers.

She's been gone for over 10 years and I still long for one last conversation. One last visit. For her to meet my kids.

Praying for you as you adjust to this new normal.

Melissa @ I Pick Pretty said...

This is how I feel about my late grandparents too; as usual, you've said it better than I ever could.

(PS - What is it about the grandparents and the omnipresent Kleenex? Do they issue those in Grandparent Class or something?)

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