Hey y’all, how’s it going? Hope wherever you are, you’re having a great day and all is well. Right now, as I’m writing this, I’m flying from D.C. to Florida. I’m looking out the airplane window at a beautiful sunset, next to no clouds in the sky. I have no idea where I am geographically up here and all below seems quiet, as if the world stops spinning while I’m up here, waiting to continue when I touch the ground again. Today, (March 5th) is exactly one year and one day after losing my grandma, or as we called her, Nini. When I was a kid, I thought she was the grumpiest old lady, no lie. Then as I got older, I picked up her sassy mouth and learned to cherish her smart remarks and warm hugs. She always smelled of vanilla and coconut; I can remember the smell as I sit here typing. Probably my favorite smell in the whole entire world now. As a child, it’s not very often that you have to face the death of someone, or even really understand what it means when someone dies. I’m not sure if I envy that or not. I remember when my Pappy died. I was in second grade and I remember going to school, (there were 4 of us and my mom couldn’t take us all to the hospital with her) and my teacher had told another student that I too had just lost my grandpa. In my mind I remember thinking “no I didn’t, he just got sick and had to go to the hospital.” When I got home from school that day, my mom was sitting on the couch, holding my 3 month old little sister, next to my stepdad, crying. When she told me and my older siblings that my Pappy did in fact pass away, I almost didn’t cry because it didn’t seem real and I’m not sure I truly comprehended. Now, at the age of 25, when my Nini has since passed, I envy that little girl. There is no heartbreak quite like losing a grandparent, and I feel every second of it. It was the same when my Dad’s mom passed away two years prior. She gave the tightest hugs and somehow always managed to kiss you directly on the ear, causing your ear drum to rattle from the piercing sound. What I wouldn’t give for one of those right now! When I give my little niece a hug, I always tell my Dad I’m gonna “Gigi squeeze” her, because my love for her is just exploding, I almost can’t help but to squeeze her tightly. As I sit here in this plane, thinking the world below me is on pause, I can’t help but think about my passed grandparents whose lives stopped, while ours continue. It’s so crazy to me that I’m able to get up everyday and go about my day, while they do not. I know I take life for granted. I know I let little things get the best of me and I can only cherish memories of my grandparents instead of hugging them for just a second longer. If only I knew then what I know now! So to those that still have grandparents, or anyone you love dearly for that matter, hug them just one second longer. For us childish minds don’t ever quite comprehend that they won’t live forever. And while my heart breaks here on earth, my soul rejoices knowing they are with the one true King, and that we will most certainly meet again. For those that have lost a loved one, do not grieve for long, for they are just now beginning life with our Lord and savior! They no longer no hurt and pain this world so freely offers, they are walking on sunshine.
“Truly, truly, I say to you, whoever hears my word and believes him who sent me has eternal life. He does not come into judgement, but has passed from death to life.” John 5:24
Alright y'all, until next time, get out there and crush it while making the world a better place!
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