There are those memories that never escape you...those moments that remain vivid no matter whet else fades away.
I remember when I was much younger spending lots of time with my Grandparents...and I have a lot of memories surrounding them. But, there's just one tonight. M*A*S*H always has a special place in my heart, because I remember falling asleep to it while my Grandparents would sit in the living room as my brother and I settled in for the night. I always remember just one specific time--Grandpa was wearing shorts for some reason (he never wore shorts, as evidenced by his WHITE legs) reclining in one of the chairs. Grandma was close by, and I was in a sleeping bag on the floor. I don't remember what was said, or what else we were doing...but the fact that we were all together back then somehow tugs a heartstring today.
Being here with my Grandma always makes me miss Grandpa a little more...as that country song says "I miss you a little--a little too much, a little too often, a little more everyday." But I am also reminded of the blessings that I have in my close friendship with my Grandma. Over the past 7 years since Grandpa passed away, we have spent a significant amount of time together--and that time is truly invaluable.
Each day I try to imagine what I will remember...and there's not always some amazing thing that happens. But the fact that I know I can rely on her, and I know she relies on me...that says plenty.
Some days it seems so strange to be at this place in life. I often wonder how things would be different if Grandpa were still around...I can't imagine what my Grandma has gone through, and how much she misses him.
There will be plenty of other posts with memories about my Grandparents...but the next time you hear that theme song from M*A*S*H, maybe you'll think of your Grandparents...I know I will.
