1: The day my Grandpa Crawford died after a battle with lung cancer.
This was significant because it was the first tragedy I experienced. I was only 8, but I experienced the grief deeply. I remember this event through a fog, because I went into one. Here are the snapshots I still have in my memory:
- Sitting on the couch with my sisters and a wonderful Pastor trying to help us cope.
- Seeing his chest rise and fall in the casket like he was breathing.
- Laying in the chair he always sat in for many days.
- Nightmares about his wig coming to life (no idea).
- Horrible cold sores.
- My mom sending me to Ohio with my Aunt for a vacation by myself (this is what snapped me out of it).
How it shaped me:
- I don't smoke, and never have smoked anything.
- I cherish moments with my family.
4 comments:
Great idea for a series. I'm looking forward to the next 29 days on your blog.
yay! big milestone bdays. i wish i could do a 25 days post...buuut i have no clue what i would even write about...plus i don't think i could spend the time thinking about it.
great post though :)
I'm glad you learned from such a bad experience and am so sorry you hurt so badly.Love you.
Good idea for a blog!
I am so excited to read these, even though I'm sure some will be difficult for you.
What an incredible idea. You are a blog queen! :)
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