Wednesday, February 25, 2015

The Distance Between Lost and Found blog hop!

  I'm jumping in a bit late. Where did February go??? 
This blog hop is in celebration of the release of The Distance Between Lost and Found by Kathryn Holmes. Congrats Kathryn!!!

  For this blog hop I'm suppose to:
Write a love letter to someone important to your life -- as a writer or reader  -- and post it on your blog by February 26th, 2015. Your love letter could be to an author whose books inspired you, a beta reader who said just the right thing at just the right moment, your spouse for making innumerable cups of coffee for you while you write, write, write, or ... it's up to you!

My letter is to my grandmother. She left this world years ago now but her influence on my life lives on. 

     Dear Grandma,
   I haven't seen you in ten years. It's hard to believe that its been that long. I wish that you could have met my children. You'd love them. My youngest son wants to fly just like you always did. He looks at the birds soaring above him and his bottom lip starts to quiver because he wants to join them but he's stuck on the ground. I hope he grows up to be like you, not becoming discouraged by what isn't, but living and learning, enjoying what is. I hope that he keeps his dreams alive like you always did. 
  I'm not sure that I would be brave enough to have the lofty dreams  that I do if it hadn't been for you. I remember you leaning in and whispering "Always learn everything you can about everything you can." You always smiled when you said it and I always answered that I would. Those words echo in my head even now and I am doing it. I'm still learning, as much as I possibly can. Your example showed me the way. I remember you reading a Spanish primer just for the fun of it and the way you were always making something new, trying a new pattern or craft. You loved me for who I was and believed in my creativity. You encouraged me to dream big and work hard. You showed me how to not let the mundane areas of life bog me down. You should me the connection between learning and dreaming. I know I am better for it. Sometimes when my dreams feel to far away or to silly for a busy mom of three little ones to waste her time on I remember your words. They keep me learning and dreaming. I love and miss you. 
Buddies Forever

Love, Sarah 

1 comment:

  1. Your Grandmother sounds like she was an amazing woman. Thank you for sharing this glimpse of her with us.