While stopped at a traffic light yesterday, I noticed my engagement ring was turned inside, so the stone pressed against my palm. I fiddled the ring around, and immediately saw my grandmother's hand in mine.
I am not crazy nor was I hallucinating. She and I used to sit together and hold hands. My eyes started to well with tears as I the image of our hands clasped together quickly faced and was replaced with the notion they will never be again.
About Me
- Amy
- My children are wonderful but who knew how challenging life would become. I am dumbfounded sometimes that they came from me. They have enriched my life exponentially to degrees of joy I never knew were possible.
