QUOTE
“ I want to rest my head in her lap as she strokes my hair and ask her to tell me the story of her life, loves lost and gained. If she ever felt too tired to keep trying, her worst fears at my age, her most painful heartache and just how her soul grew into the beauty it is. Most of all, I just want to hear her through the whisper of the thin air between us tell me she loves me and that everything will be alright. ”
—

Me wishing Gran was just a little closer and more tangible than the buttons of a cell phone right now.

Going thru my old blog -I wrote that awhile ago - and somehow it never changes.