Today is bittersweet.
Christmas is but an hour away.
Family is gathered.
Presents are under the tree.
The Celebration has begun.
However,
Today is also the anniversary
of losing someone I loved,
my beau's grandmother.
One year to this day
my father gave a beautiful eulogy for her.
He used as acrostic
(as he loves to do):
G.R.A.C.E.
This word truly captivates her
She was lovely,
sweet,
generous,
joyful,
faithful,
artistic,
and
gracious.
It snowed today
and I cannot help but think
she sent it to us as a Christmas present.
She is my angel on my Christmas tree this year.
This evening I read a poem she wrote
in 1999 about Gramp-
about how he loved his wife through Alzheimer's disease.
It was beautiful.
Her words fell off the paper with such
grace
and
dignity.
My heart melted
at her poem from a typewriter.
She extended grace to everyone
including me.
She truly made me feel apart of her family.
Her legacy will live on in my heart
and I will always think of her
on the eve of Christmas
as she watches from a better place.
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