So last night my husband went to go stay with his grandma for the 
night. It was so cute. It got me thinking that I wish I had a grandma to
 go spend the night with. Both sets of grandparents have passed. But it 
got me thinking about all the times I did go stay with my grandparents. 
My
 fathers parents I spent a lot of time with. I was always over there. It
 was fun to go pick strawberries with my grandpa and go "treasure 
hunting" garbage picking and finding neat stuff. Roller-skate  around 
the complex etc. My grandma would take me to the store, teach me how to 
cook , and how to crochet. That was the first time I was introduced to 
the art of crocheting. I was probably 6 maybe. I could do a simple chain
 but that was about it.  They moved to Ohio when I was 7 and I didn't 
really get to see them much after that. I went to Ohio in 1999  to visit
 them and I new that was probably the last time I would see them, and it
 was.  
My mothers mom was the best. I loved being with her more 
than anything. She was my everything, my best friend. She would let me 
play with her hair and do her nails and her makeup when she would come 
to visit. We would play rummy all night and laugh. When she wasn't  at 
our house I would travel to Arizona and visit her every chance I could. 
We would watch the price is right ( good ole bob barker) and have 
doughnuts dipped in coffee. I would play dress up with all her clothes 
and jewelry. She was the best. I miss her so much. I miss my grandma and
 grandpa Stojkovic too , but grandma Lou well she was perfect. To me 
anyway.  I know that she wasn't perfect and as I got older and heard 
more stories I learned that she was depressed, and that she popped 
pills. I see were I got it from.  I no longer pop pills but do suffer 
from depression, as does my mother. 
So when my husband said oh I 
just won't  go, I got mad at him. I told him I wished that I could go 
stay with my grandma and play cards again and talk all night. I would 
give anything to have my grandmother alive.  We need to be grateful for 
the little things in life. For having people in our lives even if its 
just for a moment or for 15 years or for 100 years.   
I
 hope you all take the time to call or visit someone special in your 
life for just a moment. Enjoy them, cherish them, and love them. 
Have a happy Tuesday . Blessings to all. 
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