Four years ago today a new journey began. Gran promised Chris and I that she would find the perfect little person to share our lives with. Shortly there after she gained her wings and began her search. Little did we know that she would keep that promise and deliver a "Little Gran" to our door step a quick six and a half months later.
There is not a day that goes by that her name is not uttered or that a story is told about her. For the longest time Safi had a hard time understanding that she couldn't go and visit Gran physically because we talked about her so much and so vividly. Safi shares her middle name and has a picture in her room of Gran, in her racy bikini sitting on the fence posing.
What I wouldn't do to have an hour with the two of them in the same room, but it also scares the hell out of me because they are so much alike. I have never met a child that cries because she can't leave without her hair being done, one who comes and asks if her socks clash with her outfit, and so hard headed.
We have laughed and told her that Gran is both the good angel that sits on her left shoulder and the little devil that sits on her right. One telling her to be kind, sweet, and make good choices; the other telling her it's ok, you won't get in that much trouble if you get caught!
I know that Gran is there watching over all of us, I can hear her saying, "Paybacks are hell!"But I love my little promise with all my heart, and I know that Gran had a part in it.
November has been kinda a rough month, through the years we have said goodbye to some pretty wonderful people. They are all special people that have touched the lives of so many. All of them are remembered in the little day to day things that go on; that little bag of skittles, the ziti for dinner that was missing something, the rolls that burned. They have forever touched our lives.
I love you Gran, thank you for keeping your promise, she loves you too!