Sometimes I Do Not Feel Strong

GreatGrandma

My Great Grandmother died on my 20th Birthday and as I get closer and closer to 50 I wish I had her talk to about all the changes that are happening in our world.

She also lived through scary times: WW I, WW II, McCarthy, the Cold War… I want to ask her how she coped, how she could find the strength to smile and be happy and dance with me the day before she died.

That’s how I remember my Grandmother, eyes twinkling and smiling, holding my hands and dancing while we both laughed.

I think of her sparkling blue eyes every time I feel like I can’t get out of bed in the morning, and I think if she can do it, I can do it.

I’m scared that someday that isn’t going to be enough to get me up and out.