Day Seventeen: I miss you

Dear Nannie,

I miss you. I cannot believe it’s been 5 years since I’ve held your hand. It’s been 5 Christmas’ without you. It’s been 5 years since you’ve said “ohhhh lord.” It’s been 5 years since I’ve tasted your famous homemade sugar biscuits. It’s been 5 years and I miss you more than ever.

I wanted to share one of my favorite memories with you even though there are many more, this one always stands out to me.

I was visiting with you and there was a snow fall. Not much, but just enough to bring a blanket of white to the ground. We went outside and built the smallest snowman I think the history of snowmen had seen. I was so very proud of that snowman though.

We used raisins for the eyes and the mouth and you carefully cut down a carrot for the nose. We found sticks for the arms and stuck them in with pride. As the snow began to melt every where else; that small snowman still stood. That was until disaster struck.

The UPS truck pulled into the driveway, you got a package. You signed and I watched from the sliding glass door. I glared as the UPS man slowly backed out our snowman, “beep, beep,beep” reducing him back to a pile of snow. You yelled “ohh lord” and went running out to him. It was too late to save him.

I cried in your arms and you held me. I couldn’t have been more than 5 years old, so crying over a snowman was completely acceptable.

Now I think back and laugh about the day. It’s a funny story really. There wasn’t even enough snow to build a snowman, so much so that the UPS truck couldn’t even see it.

That story not only gives me so much joy. It helps me to remover all time we spent together but to remember you for the women you were. That lack of snow didn’t stop you from helping me build that snowman. You were so determined and strong willed. If you wanted to do something you did it. I now think back and know you helped to teach me that passion and drive. To never stop pressuring my dreams.

Today I will remember you and send you all the hugs and kisses.

Love you so much,

Jilly

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