Laid to rest

Do you believe in unyielding love? The one that authors render eternal for generations of prying eyes... Today as the light hit my grandmother's coffin I got a glimpse of that. A short flash of memories filled with tiny feet in dew covered grass, sweet raspberry jam, soul mates & warm embraces. A part of life surrendered to the echo of the past. It was all there... I couldn't stop the tears. Not because I mourned her passing, but I was sad that we wouldn't be able to to make more memories with her.

As her body was laid to rest & we all walked away my dad asked me if I managed to cry? My voiced cracked & tears started flowing again. He put his arm around me & kinda squeezed me in a way only dad's know how. So between especially him, my son, sister, two cousins & my stepmom* the day was quite bearable.

"Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place." ~Zora Neale Hurston.


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