came home today after going back for my grandmother's funeral. too many emotions, too many things to say. i put a beautiful picture of her on our mantle.
my daughter says "mom, your grandma is beautiful. she has pretty lipstick and .. mom, does she love kids? it looks like she loves kids" and i said "jael, my grandma loved kids the most "she said "what if she forgot her toothbrush going to heaven and gets cavities?"... i tried not to cry.. then she just hugged my leg and said "mom, i love you... its hard to let go of something you love so much huh?"
my little girl... she's only 3 years old and so compassionate and wise.
my grandmother was beautiful... so beautiful. it is hard to let go of something you love so much...