I was feeling sad on Saturday. It was one of the last days a year ago that I saw my Grandpa alive. I was sad thinking about how it was our last good talk. We talked about how he loved to go to dances and woo the ladies. I think he might have been a bit of a ladies man back in the day. We talked about his favorite music and his favorite dances. We held hands. I helped him put on his chap stick. He like me was hopelessly addicted. I was telling Cory ab0ut all this and feeling sad, then Cory said, "Sadie those memories shouldn't make you sad. they should make you happy. I would give my left pinky toe to have had one last fishing trip with my grandpa."
At that moment I realized that I was blessed. God gave me so many memories. Memories bright and beautiful enough for me to make a quilt in my mind. I can pull them out at any time and smile. I can laugh and maybe even sometimes I can cry. I love thinking of all the quilts that I'm making now with Isaak and Cory. I love thinking of all the people in my life that I just love and talking to them and spending time with them and making them a little square in my quilt of memories. God is merciful.
At that moment I realized that I was blessed. God gave me so many memories. Memories bright and beautiful enough for me to make a quilt in my mind. I can pull them out at any time and smile. I can laugh and maybe even sometimes I can cry. I love thinking of all the quilts that I'm making now with Isaak and Cory. I love thinking of all the people in my life that I just love and talking to them and spending time with them and making them a little square in my quilt of memories. God is merciful.
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