Granny Pam

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A Little Road Trip

Papa and I are leaving to day for a little trip to Georgia, and the Lewis Family Festival.  We have attended this show several times.  We didn’t go last year, since Mom was so sick.  I remember she asked me when we were leaving, and she seemed sad to think she might have caused us to stay home. 

During those days, I fell into the habit of saying, “Only one Mother,” when something like that would come up.  I wanted her to know that she was very important to me, but I always got so choked up that I couldn’t really say anything too direct.  That little phrase kept me from crying on the spot, and got me through a lot of tough moments.

I looked back on some of the e-mails I sent to family members during the very difficult couple of months between a horrible night in the ER at the end of April, until her death in June.  I notice that in my efforts to communicate the situation effectively to everyone, it sounded pretty much like a play by play, or a discussion of the traffic; not like a daughter discussing her mother’s illness.

Well, that was last year, and I’ve almost made it through a year.  It’s painful to remember that time, but not as painful as it was six months ago.  I sure miss my Mom, and I sure don’t like being the oldest living member of my immediate family, but I’m marching on.  I enjoy our children and grandchildren, and Papa and I have a lot more time for each other these days. 

So, we’re off to Georgia, $3.65 gas and all.  Not sure if we will be traveling down South much this year, but we’re going this time.  For me, it’s one more step to complete healing. 

About The Author

Granny lives in the suburbs of Detroit, Michigan. I like genealogical research, gardening, cool weather, spending time with my family, and bluegrass music.


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