Grandma Gloria

This is a photograph of my grandma Gloria.  I love these old photographs of her.  She died this last February from pancreatic cancer.  I didn't know this grandma very well.  She lived in Florida most of my life and I only saw her once or twice a year.  However, I did know her well enough to know she was a kind, giving women who really, really loved and cared for her family.  I'm so glad that I do know that about her.  She moved to Indiana for about two years about a couple of year ago and then she moved back to Florida.  While she was here, I found it really easy to talk to her.  I loved her for that.  I don't remember the conversations, but I remember those moments of sitting in the living room and talking away.  I'm pretty sure she was pretty proud of me, not to sound conceded, but I think she was - which is also nice to know.

 A couple of Saturdays ago, my mother and I went down to Missouri for a memorial service in her memory at a family reunion.  It's funny, I don't really feel like she's gone, that she died.  It's more like it's always been - I just won't get to see her because she's so far away.  I thought going to the memorial service would give me some closure and that's pretty much the only reason  why I went.  Maybe I don't need it - I know she's not suffering (thank goodness).  I know she's happy.  I know she's in heaven, and that's all I need to know. 

I love you Grandma Gloria.  I'll be seeing you.