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| ......... I wished I would of known her better. I will treasure the times together we did have though. The afternoon visits I made to her house throughout the years. Sharing a cup of tea at her little kitchen table. It must have been difficult for her, to say the least, to have tried to keep up with the never ending stream of children, grandchildren, geart-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren in her life. I never did make it back to gramas door. Grandma would not make a visit to me home over her life time. She didn't like to drive.She spent most of her time at her home..I think. She was from a different time period. One past summer afternoon, I walked up to granmas door it was opened...as I stood outside the screen door, I could hear here playing her organ. I just stood and listened until she stopped. I could of listened to her play for hours. Upon leaving her house one day after a family visit..(when I was a young girl.) Grandmother walked up to me and wispered. "shhhhhhhhhh", "don't tell anyone, "but I want you to have this." She stuck a ring into my pocket. She said, the ring had belonged to a close friend of her's. It was an old engagement ring...the band was silver..and it had a large clear stone that sparkled in the light in the center with smaller stones on both sides. I treasured that ring. I wanted to get it sized to fit me. I had the ring for years..I even had to have it rescued from a drain once. One day I went to look for the ring and realized I must have lost it. Sence grandmas passing, I've wished I would on stopped by one of those last times I was out by her place. I've found myself thinking...... I wished Grandma would have given me something on one of those visits over those years.................... Then I remembered, the Ring. I wondered had she given others a special item through-out the years, something that they may hold dear to her memory. I'm sure she did. I didn't know her as well as some. I didn't see her as much as I would of liked, but I did feel I was special to her when I visited with her. Thank you,, Grandma!!!! With 6 granddaughters and 1 grandson, I'm starting to realize how some can come to think of one favored over another. All I can do is continue to try and show each one of mine how special they are to me durning the times I do have with them. Some live far away now, throughout the winter months with their mother .Others they live close by, and I see them often. One lives about an hour and 1/2 drive away. I don't get see her as much as I would like to. They are all very precious though and have added so much to my life. Often I feel life can't get much better than this, in spite of the storms that may continue to blow from time to time. I am so thankful that I have survived my distructive years in the past....that I have been able to live this life I have...I would of missed out on so much and I would have been deeply missed. I am very much loved and have so much to live for...I don't want to miss a minute of my life. Years ago, I couldn't say this....only by the Grace of God...go I.. My childrens words ring clear..We only have ONE LIFE here, We've got to LIVE this one well. Not the one in the past or the one that may be in the future.. but this one, Toady. I feel very fortunate . I do have a great life and I continue to grow both mentally and physcially as I live it One Day at a Time. There will always be rough spots along this road ., (thats a given in all of our lives) I find, I am strenghted and experience my greatest growth durning these times though. Yesterday, my oldest granddaughter and I took a late afternoon walk, our first of this spring .We walked our regular route. When we came to the road named after my grandfather .(.her greart- great grandfather)..we noticed.the street sign with his name on it was missing. My granddaughter asked where it was.."Who would of took it?" She asked..saying.."we have to find it) We walked on down the road...stopping on the way at a cabin that my father had helped his father build when he was a young boy. I was not sure who, if anyone was living there, there were a few cars parked to the side of the drive but, that really didn't mean anything,.there has been cars parked there off and on... My cousin had lived there for awhile... I really didn't think or know anyone was there.,but we knocked on the door..as my granddaughter insisted.."We have to ask them do they know where great grandpas street sign is.". The walk didn't looked shovled,though the snow has been melting.... To my surprise my Aunt was standing on the other side of the door when it opened...My granddaughter burst with emotion as she asked about the sign. My aunt was so kind, she welcomed us in,.and we talked for a short time.I told her about the drives I take by grandmothers home and about the ring she had given me.. I told her I'd see her car out there from time to time.... She said ..."the next time you do, please. stop in." "I will", I told her, On our return the walk home, all I could do was thank God for this walk with my granddaughter and for those who I get to share this life filled with blessing with. |
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