life beyond the well…

I Wish I Could See Her Shadow

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Every year on Feburary 2, news anchors wait anxiously for the groundhog to let us know if we’ll have 6 more weeks of winter, or if an early spring is on the way.  I’m not sure if anyone has ever tested how accurate these groundhog predictions are, but there has to be something to it.

But for the last 15 years or so, I’ve longed to see someone else’s shadow on February 2nd.  I’ve longed to see the shadow of my Granny.  Because you know, if I could see her shadow that would mean that she’s still with us here on earth, that she exists in reality, and not just in my memory and the memories of my family.

My granny was awesome.  Just amazing.  Someone who had more love stored up in her sub 5-foot frame than anyone I know.  I always marvel that each of her grandchildren (and there are more than 20 of us) all felt that we were the favorite- cause that’s how she loved us. Old school, firm love- that was consistent and fair.

You couldn’t say to no to her.  Partially because you don’t tell your elders no, but partially because everything that she was up to was rather compelling.  Whether it was tending to her flowers, making a quilt, pulling out a loose tooth, or cooking something in the kitchen, you always wanted to be near her to learn something…because you could see from her life that she was evidence of Psalm 1:3, yielding fruit, and prosperous in whatever she does.

There’s so much that she taught us- tangibly and intangibly.  So much that I struggle to put into words all the lessons that I learned, things that still guide and impact my life today.  Faith.  Love.  Family.  She embodied all of that and left us with a wonderful legacy and huge shoes to fill.

When I think of her, there are many things I wish for; but mostly, I wish for more time.  I wish that she could have been at my graduations.  At my wedding.  At all those Christmases past.  I wish that when I go to her house, I could find her in the same place I found her for so many years after school- in her garden.  I wish that I hadn’t allowed my fear to keep me from seeing her as much as I could in her last days- but I’m glad she held on so that I was able to hold her hand one last time.  I wish that I had a proper goodbye.  But  more than anything- I wish that I could see her shadow on February 2nd.

Continue to rest in peace, Granny.  We love you and we miss you.


Author: erin.almond

God-chaser. NC native, now planted in Jacksonville, FL. Happily married to a handsome church-planting pastor. I am easily excited by Jesus, education, cupcakes, Moleskine notebooks, and Pepsi. Overwhelmed by God's amazing grace, undeserving of His love and mercy.

One thought on “I Wish I Could See Her Shadow

  1. so good thank you 🙂

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