Remembering

I've been in kind of a blogging slump lately.... I don't exactly know why. I just feel like I haven't had anything interesting to write about. I had a second interview for a position at an urgent care facility (still have to have a third), I've been working on my application to an ADN program, and other than that I've pretty much just been hanging around. Oh... I did go to Goodwill yesterday, there wasn't much to choose from but I did get a few "new" books, look for a post sometime in the future. 

Today's post is in remembrance of my sweet Grandmother, Frances Vaughan Day. Many of you that have known me a while know that I was Grandma's "Sweet Angel" and that we were very close.  One year ago today, I got an early morning call from my Mom, telling me that Grandma had passed away. She was diagnosed with lung cancer that metastasized to her  brain. After surgery in July, 2011 to remove the brain tumor, she opted out  of chemotherapy treatment so that she would be able to live her remaining days at her home overlooking the river. 

Me and my brother with Grandma, Christmas 2010.

So far, today's been a pretty tough day, and it's not even lunch time. I miss so much about her: swimming in the lake, fishing, home made macaroni and cheese, running late, sitting around the dinner table an extra hour (waiting for her to finish eating lol), Amazing Grace before bedtime, listening to her play the piano, sleeping in, staying up late, old school nintendo, "the look," her warmth and kindness, crocheted afghans, coffee on the porch, calling just to say hi, calling to say a lot more than hi, shopping trips... I could go on and on. There's not a day that goes by that I don't think of her and miss her, and many tears have been cried thinking about her. But I know in my heart that she is with our Lord in Heaven, that she is now my Sweet Angel, that she is watching over me every day, and that I will see her again. It makes my heart smile to know that she is reunited with Granddaddy, Ron, Man Man, Mandy, and Laney, and that they are all having a good time, probably fishing off a pier, catching some good'uns. 

"For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted. " Ecclesiastes 3:1-2