Grandma Moore

Eighteen years ago today, my grandmother on my mother's side passed away from complications of pneumonia though most of the family was unaware that she had even been sick. It was a really sad time for me. I just cannot believe that she has been gone for 18 years. It just doesn't seem possible. Maybe because she is in my thoughts so often thus making it seem like she is still here. She was a very special lady and that is not an exaggeration at all. She was my 'mother' figure. I have a mother but because my dad left and chose to not be around when I was growing up, my mother had to work as many as 3 jobs at a time to keep 5 children out of an orphanage and together. That didn't give her much time to do 'mother' things with her children. But my Grandma stepped in and helped when and how she could. I hope she knew how important she was in my life and still is. When in doubt about how to handle situations, I often think about how she would handle it or what would she do and that has helped me so many times. She was kind, caring and compassionate. Even after 18 years, I still miss her dearly!