We do not remember days; we remember moments..... have more memories than if I were a thousand years old.
These last few days have been very hectic and very busy and it will continue to be so for a while...probably until March. Of course this is good yet, at the same time I may not be as consistent with my blog as I would like.
This is temporary...until I catch up with a few things that need taking care of.
I would just like to thank all of you for your feedback on my post about my grandmother. Some of you left comments on my blog others wrote to me privately.
When I wrote this post I did not realize how much it would mean to me at the time. I have sat down and read it time and time again...thinking of all the things I want to say, that I have not said and should have but, my message seems to have gotten through quite clearly my grandmoter is a one of a kind woman.....
Something I did not know but was mentioned to me by one of my aunts living in Canada is that the day I posted this blog about my grandmother was also the anniversary of my grandfathers death. It was 42 years to the day he died. I don't recall him much. Just some pictures. I know he was a tall and handsome man.
For all of you who still have your grandmothers around do not be afraid to tell her you love her and to let her know how important she is to you.
When Arvid first met my grandmother he was smitten with her right away. You see he said to me that my grandmother reminded him of his....he loved her very much and shared with me some very happy times he spent with her. One of his favorite memories of his gramdmother was her good food. Seems like she was a good cook.....well that's also my grandmother she was and still is an excellent cook...today she of course does it much less.
“Our memories are the only paradise from which we can never be expelled.”
until next time