ama

dear grandma marilyn,
just to say your name in my head immediately brings tears and that familiar ache of sadness behind my face. i remember you today because you passed on, and i'd like to think that in some way, i am carrying your memory just by being me.
when i was pregnant with hazel (who's a cancer baby like you were), i found myself cooking up a storm! i was doing wine reduction sauses and rump roasts, lots of midwestern goodness. i felt your subtle lead all through my pregnancy, even your strength which you offered through the eyes of my mother, grandmother, when i was in travail, riding the wave of contractions.
i'm proud when i see a picture of you and see myself and my mother before me. thank you for exemplifying servitude to your family and for being the strong woman i know you were.

grandmother, great northern star

sincerely,
amber dawn