Years ago I made a memory jar for my grandmother. After Grammie passed away in 2000, it was returned to me and I tucked it in my cabinet. As I was spring cleaning, I noticed it in behind my box of old letters. I opened it and pulled out the slips of papers. Reading my words to Grammie and remembering moments with her soothed my heart.
Before seat belts, I remember your arm in front of me.
I remember the way your Bible looks. It looks worn from your daily reading.
I remember you showing me how to wash my hands properly.
I remember you picking me up for piano lessons every week.
I remember how your hands look on the steering wheel.
I remember playing all over the farmhouse.
I remember my chocolate milk and toast after school.
I remember how good you made me feel about a "break up".
I remember how you and Grampie kept Rocky the dog!
I remember peppermints in the drawer and mint patties in the big cupboard
I remember taking the bus to your house every day after school.
I remember you playing the organ at church.
I remember you saying, "Maybe you'll marry one of them"...Jim was one of them.
I remember what people in the church and community say about you and Grampie.
It warms my heart.
I remember you rubbing my feet when they were sore from working.
I always remember you praying for me.
I remember you teaching me how to hold scissors properly.
I remember playing games with you - at all ages.
I remember being allowed to play in the barn all the time. I had so much fun!
I remember how you stayed with me at nights when we moved to the Ridge.
I remember how much you and Grampie loved each other.