Mine!

I miss my Grandma today, not the one who is staying with us. The one who died. Grandma was the foundation of my life. She is the one who made me feel important and loved. I was hers and she is mine. And today I want her back!

I want to see her. I want to hold her hand and touch her face. When the phone rings, I want it to be her calling to say hello. I want to hear her voice, more than anything. I want to hear her funny stories, she was the best story teller! I want to hear her tell me not to go out with wet hair and to drive safely. I want to hear her tell me about her neighbors who used to drive her crazy. My name has never sounded as sweet as when it fell off her lips. What I would give to hear her say my name...

Grandma was the only Christian in my family for years...
Now, I am the only Christian in my family...