Thank you, mama...
|12/31/01: My mom, Linda, holding her |
granddaughter for the first time.
For sweet and silly bedtime routines that will only ever be shared by the two of us.
For staying up until 2 AM on Christmas Eve morning to make cookies and candies together, though I'm sure you were exhausted, because you loved spending that special time with me.
For assuring me that I could always talk to you about anything, though I didn't take you up on that often enough.
For reminding me that, "Can't never could do anything." Those words, I still hear in my darkest hours.
For taking me to church as a child, for teaching me about Jesus, for praying with me and for me, even when I was hard to love.
For teaching me that God loves us all, no matter what our skin color, no matter our faults, and that no one is perfect.
For loving your grandbabies, even though you only knew my firstborn for a little while.
For the smiles that come easier now when I share memories of you with my children.