I know you’re in a better place.
where anguish and pain
can’t find you.
Your frail arms strong again
Your mind free of dementia,
where your hardest task is
choosing a book over a nap.
I know God must exist,
and he must be a good God
because he gave me the
gift of you. Proof was found
in the way you nurtured me,
my teacher of homespun truths,
my giver of Sunday dinners,
porch swing singalong, and
honeysuckle musings.
Sometimes when my eyes are
starry, I feel the membrane
between our worlds break
and I find you again.
You’ve traveled so far to
be near, galaxies envelopes
us. You faster than the lightest
of lights, so much faster than
death and despair.
In these times I can feel
you living on in me.
Remnants of a childhood of
belonging and grace.
The cosmos and it’s mysteries
of scattered matter and infinite
wonder draws us closer still.
Granddaughter and
Grandmother together again.
-Tosha Michelle
Beautiful 😊
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Thank you. xo
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This beautiful Tosha. Gentle remembrance is a sacred space, and the transcending of remembrance into presence is remarkably rendered:
“Sometimes when my eyes are
starry, I feel the membrane
between our worlds break
and I find you again.
You’ve traveled so far to
be near, galaxies envelopes
us. You faster than the lightest
of lights, so much faster than
death and despair.“
Thank goodness for good grandparents. We were on a bit of a similar wavelength. I finally put a vivid memory of my Grandfather out into the world:
https://lonagynt.wordpress.com/2018/12/13/btt-50-driving-to-the-kolob-canyons-with-grandfather-1987/
We miss them, but missing them is proof of love, and how nice to occasionally feel them close, that has been the case with my Grandpa too. 💜 this, thank you. Lona
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You’re welcome. Thank you. I loved your poem about your grandfather. You could feel the love and reverence you had for him. ❤️
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And yours for your grandmother, thank you my friend. Cheers for awesome grandparents! 💜
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Cheers indeed 💕
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This is exquisitely beautiful. I loved the line about the membrane between worlds breaking.. Hugs ❤ ❤
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Aww thanks. Hugs back 💕
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💕💜💕
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It’s such a beautiful and heartwarming tribute to your grandmother! Loved it. ❤️
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Thank you. 💕
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Pleasure.
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A wonderful tribute
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Thanks so much.
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So very, deeply beautiful and an awesome tribute to someone who truly must have (and still is) a great and marvelous lady!
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Thanks. She was very special.
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Reading your words took my breath away. Stunning.
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That’s so kind. Thank you. 💕
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Wonderful …
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Thanks so much.
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As someone who had a powerful relationship with both my grandmother’s,that was a moving tribute and touched the heart,that moved my soul, ☮️
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Thank you. Grandparents can be such a blessing. It’s lovely you were close to both of your grandmothers.
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Aw, Tosha… How sweet, lovely (xo)
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Thanks 💕💕
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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Thanks so much 💕
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💕💕You are welcome so much.💕💕
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Beautiful tribute. Thank you for sharing. Your grandmother must love you too.
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Thanks so much. She was a wonderfully complex lady with a strong sense of values. I’m grateful that she passed those along to mr,
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You are very graciously welcome so much, and I am glad that she passed them on to you.
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💕💕💕
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💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕
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We should all be so lucky to be loved so.
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💕💕
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Such a beautiful tribute, Tosha. Your grandmother was lucky to have you as a granddaughter 🙂
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Thanks. She was a wonderful lady.
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I believe it 🙂
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💕
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What a beautiful nostalgic poem about your grandmother 🙂
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Thank you. 💕
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That’s truly beautiful. 💕Tosha.
My grandmother lived to 99, her maiden name was Moon. The Biblical stories she would tell us at bedtime, stick with me today. Sometimes with all the energy she could spare, before going to sleep herself. ❤
She planted a deep seed in me.💕💕
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She sounds like she was a wonderful woman. 💕
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A poignant tribute to a lady obviously much loved. Im sure she watches over you in a loving embrace very much like you do. 💐
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