Her Angel Butterfly
Happy Friday lovely readers and followers! Today is Day 15 of The 30 Day Blog Challenge.
Today’s Topic: Something that you miss.
To be honest, I am crying right now as I think about how much I miss my Grandma Jean. I know she’s not a “thing,” but she is someone who means the world to me. She is with Jesus now, and I am so glad. But I’m also human, which means I still love and miss her.
I miss how she used to sing cute songs with me when I was little.
I miss how she taught me my times tables the summer before the third grade. It was the only time I was ever ahead in math.
I miss the flowers in her garden and how we used to make them dance in a bowl of water.
I miss her yippy little dogs and how they would lick my toes.
I miss spending the night with her and listening to my headphones, thinking of all my teenage woes.
I miss her telling me stories of her childhood, and believe me, some of them were pretty crazy.
I miss coming over to her house–my Grandpa sleeping in his chair while she watched her TV programs and flipped through magazines. She would always share them with me.
I miss how she chewed gum all the time and left it in odd places. She taught me how to blow bubbles when I was little, and I thought that was pretty amazing.
I miss how Grandpa would take me to the doctor or pick me up from school, and we would all go to McDonalds.
I miss her fruit salad. She would make it for every holiday, and it was always my favorite dessert.
I miss eating peanut butter sandwiches with our caffeine free Diet Cokes for lunch after her open heart surgery.
I miss her brutal honesty. She was a woman who would never hold back on her opinion.
I miss hugging her, and the way she would kiss my mouth and get her lipstick all over me.
I miss how she used to call me her Angel Butterfly.
Blessed are those who mourn, For they shall be comforted. (Matthew 5:4 NKJV).
Thanks for reading! I know this post was pretty emotional, but I believe that writing these feelings out is like therapy.
Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments below 🙂
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momsenseblogs
My granny was so precious to me and I miss her so…Even though it has been 10 years. I can relate to this post💜
fearfullywonderfullyme
Thanks so much for your comment! It warms my heart to know that you still have strong memories and feelings for her after all this time. 💜
Traci
I love how your memories are of the simple-everyday-things. Those are what we remember most! A lovely post today.
fearfullywonderfullyme
Thanks Traci! 💜 It’s those little moments that really seem to stay with us and mark our life journeys.
Wendy Brydge
She looks and sounds like such a sweet lady, Emily. And some of your memories echo memories I have of times with my own grandma as well! I know it was sad to lose her, but I hope you take some comfort in knowing that you have such a loving angel to watch over you now. I’m sure she’s incredibly proud of a granddaughter who so openly loves and talks about Jesus too. 🙂
fearfullywonderfullyme
Thanks Wendy! I do have great comfort in that. One of the greatest honors I ever had was helping her come to Jesus last year.
Wendy Brydge
Amen for that!