family, gma allen, love, memories, spring 2009, summer, summer 2008

A Heaven on Earth…

{Jon, Geoff, Gma Allen & me, summer 1994?.}

Dearest Gma Allen-
tomorrow is the first day of April, & i can barely keep up with the seasons as it is. its as if time has stood still since you first left us that somber november day. you are always in my heart & i love having you with me all of the time. however, it is still hard for me to understand your sudden departure.

As you are in heaven, enjoying the choir of angels & being in awe of the glory of God, we continue to struggle in our lives without you.
You see, gma, you were so much apart of our lives, that not a moment goes by without even the smallest of memories coming to our minds. you taught us to live,– from hours upon hours of jumping on your trampoline, to your famous frozen fruit cups on a warm afternoon– you are always in our hearts.

i’m afraid the upcoming summer might be the hardest part of all–while our realizations of your departure will be solidified, our summer days, much like our hearts, will never be the same.

but as we are kissed each day by the summer sun, we will surely remember the kisses which you showered upon us constantly.
i have faith though, that with the warm winds i will feel & the beautiful flowers i will admire each day this summer will remind me of the glorious place to which you have been called home

but the loving memories you gave us down here, they are a lot like the heaven i imagine.

i love you so much,
your Anna Banana

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"aunt-hood", family, love, memories, nieces and nephews, nostalgic

the {good old days}.

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“anna, can i sleep in your bed tonight with you like the {good old days} when i was three?”

upon hearing this simple request my heart was flooded with emotion. -first of the sweet moments of “aunt-hood”, then of the speed at which time passes. my heart began to pang with sadness of the minutes elapsed & of memories gone & passed since welcoming the first of 5 babies– whom would each steal my heart.

but i was quickly brought back to the present & reminded myself that each day brought new adventures

& many {good old days} are yet to be had.

the pangs of my heart grew softer as i drifted off to sleep in a state of nostalgia,

dreaming of the {good old days}.

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