Monday, March 31, 2008

Those who inspire us

For me, it was my grandmother.  She passed away today.  
From my earliest memories of her, she was always reading or writing or sitting at the kitchen table working a crossword puzzle.  She could do them like nobody's business.  She inspired my love of words, my love of books, my love of writing, and my love of all things magical.  We'd go for long walks in the woods behind her house, and she'd point out all the hiding places of fairies, sprites and brownies; the places they liked best, the places that made the best homes and castles and playgrounds.  We inspected under mushrooms, and inside the craggy, castle-like towers of rotted tree trunks. We looked under ferns and inside Lady Slippers.  And we continued to do this well into my adulthood.

She opened my creative mind, and she fed it with wonderful stories and lots and lots of love and support.  Like the fireflies we once ran around and caught, her spirit and light brightened the dark.  Now it brightens another place.  I will miss you Mary Keaton.    


Susan Adrian said...

I'm sorry, Kelly. You made her sound lovely. :)

Anonymous said...


I'm sorry to hear of your loss. You have my family's prayers and best wishes.


Sonja Foust said...

So sorry for your loss. She sounds like a wonderful lady.

Sushi said...
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Sushi said...

Grandmothers shouldn't have to die. :( My Grandma died almost ten years ago, and I still miss her. TYour grandmother sounds like an awesome lady, and the world will be a darker place without her to show us where to find fairies.

(Sorry for the delete. I hit submit too quickly and accidentally left a massive typo.)

clindsay said...

Oh, hey -

I just now saw this. I am so sorry for your loss.

Be well.


Yolanda Sfetsos said...

I'm so sorry for your loss, Kelly. :(