Goodbyes...Memories...Something Like That.

This evening my Mom and I went through my Nana's jewelery box. Nana loved jewels. Some of her favorites were worn often and as we pulled each item out of the curio I could picture her wearing them. As we gazed upon the various rings, necklaces, and earrings I envisioned them on her hands, neck and ears. It was a very odd feeling. A reminder that she's gone but something for us to hold on to as a memory of her. Coming "home" and her not being here is equally strange. Living away I could pretend that she (and Gramps) were still here alive and well. But when I'm home and they're not here it's painfully clear that they're gone. I miss them a lot! I know it's all a part of life, but we still try to make ourselves believe that we, along with our parents, grandparents, siblings, have forever on this planet. And we don't. One thing I can say is they knew I loved them. I told them frequently. I'm so thankful for that. And I'm so glad that I was lucky enough that my grandparents all lived long enough for me to know them long into my adult life. But I still miss them!