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This is the Story of my life. WIth some gaps. Major and minor. I don't blog every day. I blog when the feelings hit me. I write about me, about my daughter, about books I read and love. I blog about whatever I feel like, whenever I feel like blogging. I love the act of putting "pen to paper" or rather of putting fingers to keys.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

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It's been over two years and yet I have a bad day/week and I pick up the phone to call you. I should have forgotten your number by now, but what I forget instead is that you are gone. Your number rings now. It used to not. Said it was disconnected. I bet the person on the other end hates me when I call as I am coming home from work. You used to be up then. I miss you so much. I never figured on missing you or wanting you this badly even after two years. anyway I wanted you to know some things about sami. I guess you already do. I really hope you like the way I am raising your namesake. I have actually called you for advice twice this week. I know mom is here and so is Robyn but they are not the same. Granny, I really do love you
sandy

posted by Sam @ 1:38 PM  

3 Comments:

  • At 11:26 AM, Blogger Michelle said…

    I was just thinking one day last week how much fun we had (and she had) when we used to pop in to see Granny on a day that we were just hanging out and found ourselves close to her house. I still remember her genuine happiness in getting to see not only you but me also.

     

  • At 3:40 PM, Blogger Monica said…

    I SO want to impact my kids' lives like she did yours!

     

  • At 4:24 AM, Blogger Sam said…

    You know on one hand I pray Sami has the same great relationship with her grandparents as I did with Granny. On the other hand. I hope that if she does they never ever die. Does that make sense. I guess I want her to have the good without the pain. And yes she loved you just as much as she loved us.
    I think the biggest thing that granny did for me was she believed in me. In this world where there is so little faith. In her eyes I could do anything. She would listen to my dreams. I know she knew some of them would never be true, but she took the time to listen and make me feel like I was the only person in the world.

     

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