
I have this guilty pleasure with listening to Van Morrison. I'm not a big fan of most his songs, there's just a few that really get me. Of course the all amazing Brown Eyed Girl and Moondance. But the one song that I truly love and really have no reason why is Tupelo Honey. I think I like it because it reminds me of my grandma Laurie. Yes, I know this song is about a love interest that is just the world to Van. But that's exactly it, my grandma was the world to me, my best friend, my rock, the shoulder I leaned on, the wiper of my tears and mender of my broken heart. She was as sweet as Tupelo Honey, just the most amazing woman you could ever meet. Everyone loved her, and she accepted everyone in return.
I remember the good times sleeping over, staying up late watching old Turner Classic Movies with a bag of popcorn. I remember her jokes, her soft kind eyes and I miss her voice. But what I remember most, were her hands. She had the most beautiful hands, soft and lined with wrinkles of hard work and love for everyone she embraced. She was always there to listen to me and give me the most amazing hugs...
On days like these, when our day is supposed to be filled with family and stuffed bellies; are days that I will miss her the most. I'm always waiting for her car to pull up, or for her to walk through the door with her big bowl of homemade fruit salad and cranberries. It was a huge reality hit when she never showed up today. The truth finally set in that I won't see my best friend anymore, that I won't be able to confide in her. But then I realize, that though her body may not be here anymore, her soul and love still are. Every once in a while, I'll be sitting at work or at my desk at home, and I'll feel this cold breeze past my neck, or a cool feeling on my cheek. I'm not a believer in ghosts or anything, but I know its coming from her, that she's telling me she's still with me.
So I dedicate this post in honor of my sweet Tupelo Honey. I love and miss you more and more each day Grandma...
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