Vivian

My grandmother shared with me a story just a few years ago.

She said that in her dreams, that veil between spirit and physical, my grandfather would come to visit her.

He came to her not as the old man she had buried, But as the handsome young man that married her all those years before.

He would come to lie in bed with her and he would ask in the familiar voice “are your feet cold? Bring them over here”.

She said that she would place her feet between my grandfathers legs just as she did thousands of times while he was alive and he would warm them for her.

This morning my grandfather came for my grandmother one last time and she followed him home. Her physical experience complete.

She was the kindest woman I know. And her feet will never be cold again.

I will miss my grandmother. However, as she said to me so many times she is ready to be with grandpa again.