Moments with My Gram

A couple a weeks ago, we found out that one of my grandmothers' (actually she is my great grandmother) was having some medical problems and did not seem to be doing so well.

Now I love all of my grandparents, I have been greatly blessed by having such wonderful grandma's and grandpa's (truly each one of them has left and continues to leave beautiful imprints on my heart and the hearts of those I love).

But this grandmother and I have a special bond.... She calls me "her girl". I have had difficult moments in my life, ones that have challenged many relationships, ones that have challenged my faith, but after every stumble and every stupid trick that I have pulled, this woman was there to encourage me, to scold me, to forgive me, and ultimately show me that love knows no bounds.


She was never perfect (she has a stubborn streak that is pretty impressive) but she was perfect for me. This woman I love, even though I know that her "time" is coming to an end (she has lived a beautiful life, full of adventure and zest); when the day she leaves me comes, I will rejoice for the life that she has lived, but it will also break my heart.

The week that we were in Spokane was too short, but I was able to tell her what has been on my heart for many years. I had a few moments when I got teary, telling her how her love and support affected my life, that she just looked at me and said, "for you...anything". What a blessing I have been given.

This is my Gram, she walked me down the isle in blue suede shoes, and danced with me at my wedding. She is one of the many loves of my life.