Timeless Blessing - A Note From My Grandmother

A half folded notebook paper falls out of its place and lands on my foot. I open it up to see a poem entitled "Times Blessings" in my Grandmother's handwriting:

Times Blessings

Count time by lovely memories,
Not by days and years-
Count it by the handclasps
The smiles and happy tears;
Count it by contentment
And daily tasks well done,
By star-filled skies at evening
And mornings warm with sun.
Count it by the friendships
You've made along the way-
And by the many times that God
Has smiled upon your day.

Did my Grandmother write this for me? Probably not. My Grandmother passed away over a decade ago, but our housing situation has us spending time in her home, with her history - her life.

I don't know about the day my Grandmother was having when she wrote this down. I don't know the tugging of her heart that prompted her to record these thoughts. I don't know if these were her original words or ones written by someone else. But they captured her thoughts that day...just as they did mine, today.

I showed my Mom what I had found and through a few tears she smiled and acknowledged..."That was Mom." She went on to tell me that she has found little notes and reminders and encouragement tuck throughout Grandma's things.

I am sad that I didn't see the inspirational side of my grandmother while she was alive but I am glad that she is still communicating to us who she was...even though she is gone.

Looking for my God Smiles Today!

Kym