So I worked Saturday night into Sunday morning. I left from work and went straight to my Grandmother’s place because she fell again. I went to the hospital with her and luckily  there were no broken bones. I worry about her. She’s one of the most special people in the world. I can remember going to her house almost every day after school. She has taught me so much! I want to make sure that she is safe and happy. Sometimes it feels like the universe is conspiring against me. The evening was nice though. I got to sit with my Gram and cousins for a while and just talk about everything and nothing. It kinda felt like we were kids again. It really is amazing what you miss from your childhood, yah know? I miss sitting in my Gram’s old wooden rocking chair and rocking in it while watching her crochet a beautiful doll dress. I remember being amazed by her ability to make such beautiful things. I remember the white blanket with pink roses that she made. I pretended that I didn’t like it because it was girly (after all I was the tom boy of the family) but I loved it and put it on my bed. I gave it to my daughter and was so happy when she loved it too and has kept it on her bed just like I had. Seems like so much in life has changed while so much has stayed the same. I remember wanting to grow up so fast; wanting to years to zoom by. Now, I watch the years slip away while my daughter changes from a little girl into a young lady. Seems like yesterday that she was a baby in may arms. I wonder why it is that we humans what to rush through our childhood. Then once we get there we are disillusioned and wish that we could go back to the times of no responsibilities… My Grandmother has been such a huge part of my life and she has always been there for me through the years. I just want to give that back to her.


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I am Myself I am a Wife Blessed with love I am a Mother Endowed with divinity Through the power of creation I am a Daughter Brought into this world With unending hope And the promise of the future I am a Sister Made fierce and strong While forged with kindness Protector and protected Spiraling together forever I am a Nurse Holding out the hands of healing And offering the sick comfort And the dying love Knowing that through this All things are healed and made whole I am a Writer Creating myself and world Sharing the inner depths of humanity Bringing together the divine And the humble mortal I tell the story of the Goddess And am remembered forever

Posted on February 6, 2012, in The Pig's Life and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. I want to give it back to grandma too its going to take all of us to show her now… I plan to go over about every two or three days to help her with anything I can.. She has allways been there for all of us unconditionally….Now she truely needs us. It really was nice to be sitting with Grandma like we used to 🙂


  2. I think it is because we wanted to be more closer to the ones we love, and be more like them, that we wanted to rush through life. Then, we realised that their life is actually not that good, and we came to an understanding and wanted our own lives back… something like that


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