My grandparents had an amazing relationship. I always knew this growing up, but I was able to witness just how special it was first hand, at a time in my life when I needed to see it. The week before my grandfather died I went to visit with them one afternoon. I will be forever grateful for that private time with them.
My grandfather’s health had been in decline for quite awhile and all signs were present that it was close to his time. He had moments when he was in and out. I happened to pick just the right time for the visit; he was very much present and joking with both my grandmother and myself. They both told me stories about when they first met. Grandpa teasing Grandma and singing to her. They had such an ease in their interactions. I remember her sitting in the chair in front of him, the beautiful smile and tender look on her face.
I knew right then and there that I didn’t want to settle for less than this kind of relationship. I wanted to find someone to share my life with who would look at me like that. Someone whose face would light up at the mere mention of my name. Such caring, such tenderness, such charm, I was lucky to have them and to share in this with them. To learn this from them. They are both gone now and I often think back to this day, and I smile.
As I was writing, this began playing, thank you Grandma and Grandpa for sending me a little prayer.
When you're in the hands of angels
Life is oh so sweet
And you feel the love
Down deep inside
Even out there on the street
Let’s Get Emotional
My goal with the challenge this year is to use it as an exercise to write something focused on a particular emotion. I hope to convey that mood or feeling through word choice in the story. I welcome your feedback on what worked or didn’t for you in each piece.
Once upon a time...
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