Makayla and Abbey in front of my Grandparent's grave. Anthony and Nina Atkin.
I love the tradition, every memorial day, of visiting the graves with my mom. The past few years, I've taken the girls with me as well. Abbey always gets to put flowers on Grandma Nina's grave {her namesake} and I like to think she feels a special bond with her. This day never passes without me feeling a slight ache in my heart for my grandparents who have passed away, especially my grandmother. She was one of the most selfless and loving people I have ever known {and my own mother is following in her footsteps}. I felt, and still do, feel so much love for my grandmother, and have so many fond memories of my time with her. It still makes me sad when I think that my girls didn't get the chance to meet her {on earth} or that she was never able to see me as a mother. I think she would've liked that. And she would've been proud of the mother I am becoming.
2 comments:
what a sweet post. you echoed my thoughts perfectly about my own grandmother. how i miss her so. it really wish she would've had a chance to meet graham, and also to see me with my own babes. i'm sure like my own grandma, your sweet grandma nina is looking down with a smiling face on you as well.
oh, and good for you for taking the girls to the graves. i hated it as a kid, but i really makes you appreciate those that have gone before you now.
Not sure how I missed this post earlier but when I read it this morning {at work}, it made me cry {at work}, ha ha silly Jess.
I love your girls, and your little guy, and the wonderful mother you've become.
xo
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