Christmas is over, presents are opened, food is prepared, family has called, friends have called, carols were sang, prayers were given, laughs together, I always seem to feel a little empty when all is said and done. Don't get me wrong I do love Christmas and I celebrate the meaning. I miss my grandparents.
I never had the chance to meet my mom's mom, grandma Ceclia, and I was too young to get to know my mom's dad grandpa Villa. I shared great memories with my dad's dad, grandpa Chuck. He was a witty man, we enjoyed time together fishing when he visited AK, Mariners baseball games and playing cards.
All of my life I have absolutely adored my grandma.( Dad's mom) She was my everything and I hers. We never lived near eachother, but always remained close and in touch. I can remember writing her letters as a small child, her visits, her smile, her laugh, her cooking, the way her house smelt and the way it felt when she gave me a hug. I always think of her, and honor her memory. Growing up I loved angels, it was my thing..along with flowers and anything whimsical. My grandma would send me beautiful angel gifts growing up and into my 20's. I always cherished these gifts. My grandma is an important part of who I am and my childhood, she means the world to me. Since her passing, my life has changed...moving, marriage, struggles, health, love, loss, friendships, etc. She tried so hard to hold on and make it to Ryan and I's wedding in Hawaii. She was one of the only ones who really was planning on coming over. Some of her last words to me were.." Babe, don't cry....I will see you on the beach...I will be there....we will be together"
I miss her today, and I am thinking of her today as my parents are here. I seek her advice and long for her hugs.
It really makes me cherish my relationships with my family members and how important time together with the people you love truely is.
