“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in the evil, but rejoices in the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.” -1 Corinthians 13:4-8
My grandmother is my best friend.
She has always been there for me. She has loved me through the good and bad times. She wakes up for my 3 am desperate, can barely speak, phone calls. She loves me deeply.
But, we do not agree on many things. She thinks it is silly that I love Jesus while I think it is crazy that she does not. She thinks I make some bad choices, while I think they are what is right. She thinks country music is awful, while I cannot help but listen to it.
We are opposites that have truly attracted.
She used to drive five hours back and forth every other weekend (my grandfather and her would switch) to come to New York state to help my mom take care of me. My dad had to move to Florida for a job while my mom had to take care of me, the ailing dog, and sell the house at the same time. So the grands stepped up and helped out to the best of their ability. & that is where my grandmother and I really bonded.
We talk on the phone a few times a week now and she always brings up those times, and how much enjoyment she had out of watching me grow up during that time. & how much she missed me when we moved across the country to Florida.
I often see people do memorial posts about people they love after they have passed on. But my grandmother deserves more than that, she deserves to know now before that horrible day comes, that she was loved beyond measure by someone who was her perfect opposite.
Thank you for loving me Gram.