When I look over and see Johnny with a big smile on his face and laughing about something I think of “her.”
When Princess stops and looks at flowers at the neighbourhood corner store I think of “her” showing me how to plant flowers in the flower beds with “her.”
When Johnny is so determined about something I remember my Dad saying “she” was so headstrong….’our headstrong Hanna.”
When I look into Princess’s eyes I remember how blue “her” eyes were.
When I brush Princess’s hair I remember “her” hair and the times I brushed, combed, cut and permed “her” hair.
When I need reassurance on the days it’s hard to be Mommy I think of “her” and think about what she would do. I think of how so many of my friends thought of her as a Mom and a friend too.
Even after all these years the thought of her giggle over life’s absurdities puts a much needed smile on my face.
She gave me the liberty to laugh too.
My Grandmother and Mom 🙂