I just realized that it was one year ago today that my long time friend Greg Barrett died suddenly in Atlanta. Greg was one of those infectious personalities that knew no enemies, always had a smile and was capable of the most earthshattering bear hugs that could make you forget anything bad that had happened. What I wouldn’t give for one of those hugs right now.
Just 2 weeks ago on May 21st marked 4 years since I lost the most incredible woman in my life, my grandmother Nell. This photo taken just a week before her passing is one of the most poignant and significant photos I have ever taken.
I miss your laugh, Granny. I miss making waffles for you, dancing to Lawrence Welk and watching “Gunsmoke” and “Bonanza”. My heart hasn’t been in one piece since you left us.
I’m not generally the escapist type, but I think I’m going to find some dark, forgotten corner of the world tonight and drink until I can’t feel anymore.
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My grandmother died many years ago. She was the one who taught me to garden, starting when I was 4. She took me out with her to gather wild plants and herbs. I learned most of what I know from her. I still miss her. I’m so sorry you lost your Granny. I know how much and how long that can hurt. I wish mine could see me now, teaching other people what she taught me.