{"id":1898,"date":"2013-04-13T11:51:16","date_gmt":"2013-04-13T17:51:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/wrestlingwithyourself\/?p=1898"},"modified":"2013-04-13T11:51:44","modified_gmt":"2013-04-13T17:51:44","slug":"to-grandma-t","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/wrestlingwithyourself\/2013\/04\/to-grandma-t\/","title":{"rendered":"To Grandma T"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<\/head>

A perfect example is the presence of my grandma who comes in on occasion to remind me to keep on walking and don\u2019t listen to others.\u00a0 My grandma passed away 6 years ago, and one year to the date later my daughter was born.<\/p>\n

Many times I had the pleasure of being with my grandma.\u00a0 We seemed to have a wonderful connection, but our connection came in little moments.\u00a0 As a boy growing up, I discovered to get around in the world, I had to use my incredible gift to make others laugh, to deflect attention from me, so I wouldn\u2019t have to fight. I was born with blue eyes, pale white freckly skin, and red hair. Yes cute when your older, not so much when you are growing up. I was sensitive to life around me and picked up everything people were not saying. It was a gift I actually discovered later in life.\u00a0 At the time I just took on other peoples stuff because I was an empathetic.<\/p>\n

One day I was getting picked on a ton by boys about everything, freckles, being small, sensitive, cracking jokes, and all kinds of\u00a0 stuff.\u00a0 I remember talking to my grandma about the kids picking on me about my freckles, and she said, \u201cDavid someday those freckles will merge into a fine tan, and those kids will be jealous.\u201d\u00a0 That made me feel good, and from that day on, it never bothered me, because I felt like I knew something.\u00a0 Now it never happened, the nice tan, I still have blue eyes, more auburn hair, and my freckles have formed colonies all over my body.\u00a0 I consider them love kisses from angels, so actually the angels kiss me a lot.<\/p>\n

My grandma took a lot of nonsense, but she was fierce love, giving it back, cooking for the family, running the house, saving money all over the house, and quietly going about her life.\u00a0 She taught me how to play scrabble, I loved words, and I remember winning my first game, not because of me, but because she helped me win.\u00a0 I loved her food, there was always a ton of it, and loved watching my grandma.\u00a0 She visits me sometimes, in my dreams, and in life with reminders, such as when she is around me, Neil Diamond comes on the radio, she loved Neil Diamond.\u00a0 After she passed, about 5 months later I met a medium and she was channeled.\u00a0 Everything that was said at the channeling has come true.<\/p>\n

As my grandma neared her departure on this planet,\u00a0 she taught me a major life lesson in my growth.\u00a0 I looked over her, and we made eye contact and I said, \u201cYou can go when ever you want you know?\u201d She smiled. That night I remembered that smile, and thought to myself, \u201cShe knows that, it is time for me to let her go.\u201d There was part of me, that wanted her to go, because I was tired of seeing her suffer, and I knew the joy she would feel, once she was free from the body.\u00a0 This would walk me down the path discover what death really is, and allow me to confront suffering, and how it is used to open us up, and that it is part of the perfection of bigger love.<\/p>\n

The lesson here is everyone, whether it is you son, daughter, parents, Uncle\u2019s, Aunte\u2019s, grandparents, strangers, have come into your life to help you open to greater love, our greater love. They teach us the meaning of surrender, to something bigger.\u00a0 To trust that life is perfect and in that perfection is perfection reflecting as YOU!<\/p>\n

I have chills as my grandma smiles, as she watches these words being typed. She loved all of her kids.\u00a0 God bless you and yours- Thank you Grandma for blessing us all- and teaching a young grand sun about \u201cfierce Love\u201d.\u00a0 May you always remember that the beyond is here and you are being watched, always, watched in Love.<\/p>\n

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