Thursday, April 18, 2013
G is Grandma
I loved to listen to my grandma's stories. She had so many bits of wisdom. She wasn't the flowery kind, and she swore like a sailor. That was part of her charm.
I was with grandma when she died. We were lucky enough to remember all of her stories and songs. I sang "Yellow Bird" to her like she sang to me. Two months before grandma passed, my daughter was born and was baptized. My pastor put the sign of the cross on Allison's head and said "Allison Ann, child of God, welcome to "Family of God" When grandma died, her pastor made the sign of the cross on her head and said, "Shirley June, Child of God, welcome to the "Kingdom of God". That always brings me peace.