i've been missing my grandmother lately. it really came to a head today when i started to miss my late sister-in-law, kylee. she would have been 35 today. i didn't know her nearly as well as i wish i had, and maybe that's true of anyone who passes away too young.
my grandmother, on the other hand, had been looking forward to dying for about a decade before she actually did. she felt she had completely finished living and she was ready to go home. i liked that. i liked a lot of qualities about her. i miss her bashful smile and contagious laugh. i miss her dimples. i miss holding her warm hands. i miss how she used to neatly tuck her hair into bobby pins and i miss how she ceremoniously took all the wrinkles out of all of our clothes in one long ironing session once a week. she was slow and steady, content, and gentle. she cried for the wrestlers when she watched WWF on TV, but always quietly requested that we watch it when it was on. she prayed for two hours every morning and wore down the pink carpet in her room where she did it. that patch is still there.
i often wish she could be here to meet little mosey.
lovelove,
little me
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