My Gramma is one special lady... and her love is something I count on and enjoy. In her 88 years she has collected so much history... stories and the like... and when she comes out with a little tidbit, I find myself savoring the information. She & I share bushels of memories... like dough-boys and frozen carvel ice cream... trips to Cape Cod... sunburns on the beach... Friendly franks and special dinners out when it was just us... hugs that could go on forever. I could go on forever... I am so thankful for so many happy moments...
This summer my Gramma will travel north to stay. She has come to a point in her life where she needs to have a settled life... one place that is hers. I understand that now... a few weeks ago I couldn't though... and my heart was broken. Now, I am happy for her... it is what she wants. But as the days pass... and her departure draws closer... I am feeling regret. That I didn't spend as much time as I should have... could have. But time does not turn back... and I will make the most of these numbered days. Tonight she pressed a treasure into my hand... for safekeeping... for me. I'm not sure what touched me more... her beautiful opal... or the scrimshaw box bearing the Scituate Light. Both will always be instant reminders of her... and both brought tears to my eyes. I don't want to cry though... I just want to be happy for her. And I am... and I will be. I know the tears will fall on the day of our last hug... but they will fall on my smile... as my heart reminds me of the special times we have shared.
We need not be together to share a memory. It belongs to both of us. ~Flavia
Unwrapping a Tuesday with Emily...
15 comments :
What a beautiful post. Your memories are something you will treasure just like the trinkets.
Thank goodness for memories, they give us hope, happiness and comfort. I am wrapped in many and am so thankful for them. My heart is full and through memories those that are no longer here live forever:)
Your Gramma sounds as wonderful as you. Love those memories...only the two of you share them. You will have them forever!
I feel sad that she is going but so happy that she will be happy. The book I just read made me appreciate Senior Citizens in a whole new way. I love Grandparents so much. So, so much!
It's OK to cry sometimes! Especially if it's with a smile :)
oh, this is just beautiful, Dawn. I love the photo and the words equally. A perfect moment to unwrap and keep forever.
I was close to my grandmother too...I have great memories of her!!
It sounds like she has lived a very full and interesting life. How wonderful you have a few special keepsakes, but most importantly the memories.
Beautiful thoughts.
We never regret time spent with those we love, and it sounds like you have spent lots of quality time with your sweet grandma. . .Write down your memories, if you haven't already!!!
Thanks for the post. . .
My Mom would never leave a comment here... but this one (via e-mail)touched my heart... and I wanted to remember it... so I'm putting it here.
Hey Dawn, you made your Gramma cry. I set your blog up for her and sat her down in front of the computer....then left her alone so that she could let your words settle in her heart.........at her speed.
Thank you for being such a beautiful person.........I love YOU,
Mom
So beautiful. Your Gramma is one blessed lady to have you.
Blessings,
Lisa
This is lovely! I love the quote at the end-- what a great reminder. :)
Today after work, I will go see my grandmother in the nursing home.
Tomorrow, we will visit my hubby's memaw too!
Thanks for the beautiful reminder!
How precious that your Grandma gave you some of her treasures to make special memories.
I was lucky enough to have some GREAT grandparents, too, and I have some wonderful memories. I feel blessed that my Mom is already taking the time to make memories with my daughter. Letting go is hard, but the memories really do help. It sounds like your Gramma is one of those extra special people...and the opal(my birthstone)and box?
SO BEAUTIFUL! What a special reminder and story to pass on yourself someday. I LOVE things like that...
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