Is it possible to miss someone you've never met? Can a person who lived 99% of their life before you were born influence you in ways yet unknown? A family matriarch whose story is largely untold and yet is inexplicably embedded in the mind.
My paternal grandmother, so I have been told, lived until she held me. Exactly one month after my birth, she died. This woman predicted my gender and felt so strongly sure of my life, she was compelled to defy her death time line.
I wish I could have known her. Really known her. I am her only grandchild with no personal memories of her. Stories tell of a propensity for fun and a heart full of love. Fiercely protective and a sharp wit.
Some days I feel her loss so profoundly my heart physically aches.
The ring on my left hand was her wedding ring.
I wear it everyday.
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I love this post. I always wondered about that ring, and the back story is even more meaningful than I imagined. Awesome!
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