Yesterday was the 2nd anniversary of my Great Grandmother's passing (read here). I cannot believe it has been that long already. When it happened a part of me wondered how our family could continue on without her. She was the very heart of the family, her home was home to so many of her extended family. Her walls marked up with growth charts of grandchildren, great grandchildren and great great grandchildren. Cordelia and I were given her name as part of our own, Rose.
I think about her often. I wish I could see her. Talk to her. Introduce her to Elise. I want her to see how great Cordelia is. I wish I could bring Bumblebee for a visit (she loved basset hounds). I wish I could just be near her one more time.
Yet I do feel her presence, see her personal stamp lingering on. I see her in my grandmother, my great aunts, aunt, cousins, my mother and myself. What a wonderful gift to be a part of this woman's legacy.