12 years ago the sweetest 3 year old girl gave my mom her favorite puppy.
She told mom that when she feels bad, it always makes her feel better. For the next 2 months that puppy was always within arms reach, and I truly believe it did make her feel better when many of the things she was going through with breast cancer did not.
A week after mom left us way too soon, that little girls favorite puppy was returned to her.
During those precious final two months, we had many long conversations about life and the future. One thing she told me was that my hurt in losing her will begin to fade when I have children. While she was somewhat right, knowing how much joy she would have given our two girls and how much joy they would have given her; I miss her more, not less.
A week after our first daughter Iris was born, in a nondescript box, and without a letter; the same puppy arrived in the mail for her. That same 3 year old who’s now nearing her drivers license could never know how much a simple act means to me and my family and how much it meant to my mom.
Children should not grow up without a grandma.
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