This week is the anniversary of the death of my Grandmother. This time always makes me feel sort of empty inside. I miss her. I wish so badly that she could be here and see what everyone is doing.
Grief is a funny thing, isn’t it? I feel sad, angry and also at peace with it all at once! I’m angry that a horrible thing would happen to a good person; sad because I miss her; at peace with it because I know I can’t change it.
I suppose if I could say one sentence to her it would be this: I hope you know how loved you are, and that I make you proud.
I’m not at all religious, but I like to go in a church and light a candle in memory of her. I generally do this every couple of months or so. Today I went to a church I passed by and just sat there. (They had no candle lighting area!) I was alone and the silence was kind of beautiful. I shed a few tears and shut my eyes to imagine I was with her. It’s such a small thing, however I’m grateful for those few moments of total quiet today.
Kati Morton has a great YouTube video on grief- check it out!