“Grandma’s Touch”

 

            I was weeping; I do on occasion, being very ill and alone for over two years, well you add up the math. I sang a song called “Talking to Grandma” and I was referring to my Grandma Lucille Murry; for I know she will be the first person I meet when I pass. As I wept; I called her name quietly through my tears. The world seemed to shy away, and the other world came close. I felt as a small boy again, and it was then in this shadow world among my quiet suffering I felt arms come and hold me. I could smell my Grandma Lucille, and as I wept the arms held me close. We stood there. I knew who was holding me, the incredibleness of this experience was still a small bit of the whole as I was so far away in my pain, fear, and for that few minuets I was not alone. My tears began to dry, and I felt a great love sweep through my very being, Grandma’s love and could almost hear her gentle voice telling me, “Every thing is going to be alright. Everything is going to be okay.” A small light deep inside of me herd, felt, and understood. I smiled, and as I smiled and raised my head, she was gone. I stood for a moment riveted to the spot. I could still smell her in my clothing; feel her in my heart for she had again after so many years planted a spark of life in me. I looked up in a way towards the heaven, and my Grandma Lucille I would join one day and said, “Thank you”.

THOR