Blogmas 2018 – Day 20 #christmas #blogmas #blogmas2018 #christmas2018
Missing you, Grandma, at Christmas and always.
Remembering Grandpa by Creating Him
We stood in the basement of my grandma’s old house, the place I visited every Sunday afternoon as a child. I was now an adult. While I knew she had passed away years ago, as had the man with me, the moment felt so real. The security of his arms around me, the steady rise…