Her name is Ivy – I called her Grandma

Memories…

So as I was preparing for bed tonight –

I did something

Different

…with my hair

I pulled it back into

One

Long

Braid

…my hair is getting longer

And I couldn’t help but think of my

Paternal Grandmother

She’s been gone for sometime now

But I think about her a lot.

My one braid

Reminded

Me of her hair

She had the prettiest hair

It was so long

Down

To her waist – just about

And she always wore it in

One

Long

Braid

I remember she wouldn’t let me play in her hair

Because she was always busy doing other things

But

This one time

She sat still

Just

For

Me

And unraveled that long braid

And I got to comb through it

From top

To Bottom

It was a lot of work

I was a small child then maybe

5 or 6

…That memory takes my breath away

And brings tears

I can’t even write anymore

I’m glad she’s in heaven waiting on me

I hope she’d like the young woman her son helped raise

I Love You Ivy May Taylor

 

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