Grandma And The Roses

When I was growing up my world revolved around my grandma. I looked to her for everything in the line of guidence in my life if I felt I were about to make a life altering choice in my life. But as I grew up many times in my life when ever I felt unsafe or just unsure I could always at night when I would be spending the night I would just snuggle up to her and smell the sweet smell of roses from the perfumn she would ware. As the years went on and after she was gone I would see a rose or smell the fragerance of roses and I would still feel as close to her as I ever was growing up. Not many ever get the closness of a grandparent the way I did growing up. Most eather have no time for their realitives or just do not care if they are around or not. For me from the time she died even to this day and long before she was gone I wanted to be with her and feel the safty of her love. To this day I do not even pass a rose that she is not in my mind. The sweet smell of the roses remind me of her sweetness and her goodness and the love she had for me. I just hope this holiday season you all have a fondness for your grandmother and family as I did growing up and remember how safe, warm and loves you felt enveloped in the sweet fragerance of your loving grandmother as I still do today. Angela Michelle Adams.