Meredith Gibbs
I woke up this morning about an hour before my alarm went off and immediately began thinking about my last interaction with my Granny, Carrie, saying goodbye to her for what I knew was going to be the last time, before I headed back to school. I had no idea why, so I quickly ushered the thoughts from my mind before I got too emotional and tried to go back to sleep. I didn’t realize until latet that today is the three year anniversary of her passing. I can’t believe she’s been gone that long. I still think of her on almost a daily basis and there is still a massive hole in my life where she used to be. At almost any given time, I am wearing at least one piece of jewelry that she left to me as a silent reminder. It’s so incredible to me the impact that one person can have on someone else’s life. The sadness has dulled and I’ve had experiences that have assured me that she is in a better place and is truly watching over me, but not a day goes by that I don’t miss her and wish she were still here to talk to. There is so much that I wish I could share with her, so many things that I wish I could talk out with her. But one thing’s for sure, she loved me and I love her. And we made sure that each other knew it. Till we meet again.