I thought of a time when she was visiting at my parents and I walked in the door with very little sleep from being up all night with a baby with colic. I dragged in the door telling her about the rough night. She reached out her arms and said..."give her to me, she needs mamaw to rock her and make her tummy feel all better". She rocked and rocked her and "grandma was right"...she did make it all better.
We did not live in the same state most of my life, but she always bridged the miles and she did not seem that far away. Cards and trips kept us in touch. She had a special way of always letting you know she was thinking of you. I saw this crazy ring and thought of you, a card for every special day (easter, valentines, thanksgiving......etc.). Her special touch was everywhere....Jingle Bells tied on the end of curling ribbon, just because card, a toothbrush added to your easter treats (to remind you to take care) or a postcard from her travels.
