Yesterday was Granny Ruth’s birthday. Ron, the kids and I went to her grave site and prayed and expressed our love for her.
I said to Ron, “She sure did make an impact on me: the safety of being around her, her opulent way of being a grandmother, lavishing me with fun–I can’t believe that is all gone. There is such a hole in my life, and I still miss her presence.”
Ron replied, “Think of how powerful love is: she did nothing grand for you–she just loved you the best she could. It was enough to get all 7 of us out here, almost 15 years later.” That was an interesting insight–how we measure success and greatness is so confounding!
I love you, Granny Ruth! Thank you, thank you, for teaching me love!