In this time of turmoil, I look to the memories of my past in order to feel a bit of solace. I remember my happy childhood; the events and decisions that led me to be the person I am today. I think fondly of my parents who love me and accept me for exactly who I am. I greatly appreciate the support I receive from my sisters and my brothers, my soon to be husband, my grandparents, and all the loved ones who have walked this path with me.
Every night, when I am having trouble falling asleep, I think of my happiest memories and I fall into a deep sleep with those thoughts on my mind and in my heart.
I think about times when I could hug my parents and those close to me. There was a time when I thought this virus was temporary and that we wouldn’t need masks. I thought it was no big deal, until it was. It is a nightmare I wish every morning I could wake from.
I am grateful for how much time I have gotten to spend with my grandma, Sandy. When I was sixteen, she came into my life and we became fast friends. She didn’t have any grandchildren, and she was so cool and fun! I wanted so badly to be her granddaughter. So I adopted her. She happened to live around the corner from me, marking the halfway point of my daily jogs. I would often stop to visit and grab a drink of water, then end up not finishing my run and visiting until it got dark. My granddad would drive me home.
We have spent years together; not just holidays, but regular visits during the week and lots of time throughout summer vacations. My granddad, Ernie, always made sure we had all the ingredients for my coffee ice cream sundae. If we didn’t, he would make a quick trip to the grocery store and pick up the necessary items.
It took me five years to finish college, and Sandy and my mom were ecstatic (but not as glad as I was) when I graduated, as it appeared that I never would. It was a very difficult time for me and it really was a miracle. It turns out that a “D” is a passing grade! They supported me throughout the struggle of keeping my head above water; finding my way out of college and then my way into the world. God listens to Sandy’s prayers!
Sandy experienced many an introduction to guys in my life over the years, and we are so very excited that I have finally found the right one. She must have been praying about that too. I know I was!
Sandy, Ernie and I traveled a few times, once to New York and another to Disney World.
They moved to Florida and I moved to a small town farther up north in Georgia. I don’t see her as often, but I still talk with and email Sandy frequently.
I am so grateful for our time together. I grew up knowing this amazing person and loving her and learning from her. She has a really big heart and is so generous and kind to everyone. During this tough time for the world, I hold on tight to the people I love, even though I can’t touch them. I have much to be grateful for. Today and always, I am grateful for Sandy and the huge contribution she makes in my life.
—SJB