LOVE AS A LEGACY

We do want forever and when we love and are lovedit is forever. Love is a legacy. I was thinking what we leave behind—what we have given to this world. I was thinking of my grandmothersmy dad and I smiled. Their passing left a void, but it is filled with memories. Some memories fade in time; others magnify. I was fortunate to have been closed to both my grandmothers. Both gave taught me invaluable lessons, not by their words, but actions.

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AMAZON     BARNES AND NOBLE
My grandmothers came from different worlds. One came from money and privilege; the othernot so much. If I credited one person for my writing it would have to be my Grandmother Dotson, the one with not so much money. I would sit for hours listening to her talk of her youth. She encouraged my imagination. She grew up the youngest of seven and she was the only girl. I can still picture her talking to me, her house, her roomeven her smell. For some reason, we had a special connection. The greatest gift I ever received came from my Grandmother Dotson.

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AMAZON     BARNES AND NOBLE

I am a middle child. No different than most middle children. In front of me, I had a beautiful sister who could do no wrong. Behind me, my brother, who got to go with my father everywhere because he was male. I was so envious. I felt that I kinda got lost in the mix. Grandmother Dotson made me feel special. Although she lived about an hour away, my mother and I would go visit every Saturday. Most times, it was only my mother and I that went. One Saturday in Decemberjust after I turned eleven, we went to visit, only to find my grandmother collapsed on the floor. It was so strange and surreal. Even before Momma opened the door, I knew. I knew and already ran to the neighbors. My grandmother had passed away. Sadness enveloped me. It was only two weeks before Christmas.

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Christmas wasn’t the same that year until after everyone had opened their presents. Then away from all the others, my mother gave a small package, beautifully wrapped. Opening it, it was a watch. My grandmother, who didn’t have a dime to spare, had bought it for me. My sister had wanted a particular watch for Christmas that my grandmother knew my parents were going to give to her. My grandmother wanted me to have one. I may have only been a simple Timex watch, but I loved it. I still have it to this day. The band is long gone. Worn. Broken. But it’s one of my most precious items I own.

There are several times of love. Passionate love. Tender love. Motherly love. Compassionate love. Love.

My grandmother has been gone for over forty years, but I have always felt she is with me. She has never left. A love that crosses timea love that is forever.

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AMAZON    BARNES AND NOBLE

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