It gets lonely while Evan is on tour, so I often find little tasks to do so I don't think too hard on it. Tonight I am filling frames that have needed pictures in them for months. That cutie above is my Grandma Jones who passed away when I was 5. I only have a couple of memories of her. One of them is that she always had Hens and Chicks growing at her house. That is why we used them in our wedding and I will always have them in our home.
Another memory I have of her is when I helped her find the prize winning egg on Easter. I spied on my uncles when they hid it and then showed her where it was. Although I don't have a lot of memories of her, I have a huge love for her. I can't explain it. But it's there.
I think one of the reasons, though, is my mom.
My grandma raised 8 kids, including my mom. She is the best mother anyone could ask for. My mom often tells me stories about my grandma and I know she was a huge role model for my mom when it came time for her to be a mother.
I have some amazing role models when it comes time for me to be a mother. I still miss Evan, but when I think of these things I stop feeling sorry for myself.
I really am so lucky.