Embracing innocence. There have been a number of changes in my little family over the years. Recently it changed once again without anyone coming into or leaving my household. The change came in the form of Death. It is the biggest change that we can have, and it is the one that takes the most adjustment. We lost her Nana recently, and rather unexpectedly. Her pop pop died while we were gone.
It was a shock to the system. It was also something that made me examine the decision to leave. I figured out that I would have still left, but there were a couple of things that I might have done differently. My mini me has memories of Nana, that will hopefully last her a lifetime. The timing is as if Nana was just waiting for her to get home so that she could finish up the remainder of her business on Earth and go to the other side to have a reunion with loved ones long passed away.
We got back late August 8th 2017, Nana and Theresa would not see each other until January of 2018. It was then that I felt safe enough in the knowledge that I had not seen traces of certain people, and that our former home was empty. I felt safe, and through the assistance of social media I managed contact with Nana. She wanted to see the baby so we made arrangements.
The memories were rarely planned, we would just show up to surprise her most of the time. I am sure now that I don't have nearly enough pictures of them together. I like to imagine that Nana is telling pop pop about the process that their youngest granddaughter has achieved. He would not have recognized her from the virtually mute little girl that left here so long ago. She told me I had done an amazing job, and those words are what I hold onto now. Those words allow me to know that I made the right choice. That is a comfort to me now that I face the fact that they are both gone.
We will carry on and make them proud as they look down on us from above. It's not going to be easy but it is going to be worth it. Until we meet again, we will miss you.
It was a shock to the system. It was also something that made me examine the decision to leave. I figured out that I would have still left, but there were a couple of things that I might have done differently. My mini me has memories of Nana, that will hopefully last her a lifetime. The timing is as if Nana was just waiting for her to get home so that she could finish up the remainder of her business on Earth and go to the other side to have a reunion with loved ones long passed away.
We got back late August 8th 2017, Nana and Theresa would not see each other until January of 2018. It was then that I felt safe enough in the knowledge that I had not seen traces of certain people, and that our former home was empty. I felt safe, and through the assistance of social media I managed contact with Nana. She wanted to see the baby so we made arrangements.
The memories were rarely planned, we would just show up to surprise her most of the time. I am sure now that I don't have nearly enough pictures of them together. I like to imagine that Nana is telling pop pop about the process that their youngest granddaughter has achieved. He would not have recognized her from the virtually mute little girl that left here so long ago. She told me I had done an amazing job, and those words are what I hold onto now. Those words allow me to know that I made the right choice. That is a comfort to me now that I face the fact that they are both gone.
We will carry on and make them proud as they look down on us from above. It's not going to be easy but it is going to be worth it. Until we meet again, we will miss you.
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