Talking With God
If she were alive today (2012), she would be 93. My paternal grandmother was special. Because I was the first grandchild I received abundant attention. And the fact that she babysat me added opportunities for spoiling.
I rode with her as she rang doorbells announcing “Avon calling” and watched as she crocheted for hours. But most of all I enjoyed our talks. Spiritual subjects were common as was family genealogy. She was the family matriarch and knew the answers. What saddened me today was a family question that ran through my mind yesterday and I couldn’t ask her. Read more...
I rode with her as she rang doorbells announcing “Avon calling” and watched as she crocheted for hours. But most of all I enjoyed our talks. Spiritual subjects were common as was family genealogy. She was the family matriarch and knew the answers. What saddened me today was a family question that ran through my mind yesterday and I couldn’t ask her. Read more...
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