Today marks the ninth month since the tragic day we lost our Mom. Wow! Sometimes it seems like it's been forever, and other times I feel like I just saw her yesterday at Lily's baptism or her birthday dinner.
Cedric was not even three yet when Mom died. It's interesting that lately, within the past month or so how he's been saying more things about Grandma Sherri.
At first Cedric would just say things out of the blue like "where is Grandma Sherri?" . Or "Grandma Sherri looked like a statue". It's interesting how he'd describing what he remembers from the funeral. One day he said "Grandma Sherri is in a box". I explained that just her body is in the box, but her spirit is still alive up in Heaven. He responded with "ya, now she's an angel." There's been times I've heard him retell the story of the accident. I'm amazed he realized so much of what happened "...and there was a car accident, and a rock hit Grandma's head..." Then, just the other day he asked "where does Grandma Sherri live?" I said, "you know, in Heaven". He said, "but how did she get there?" I proceeded to go over the story again of the car accident, the rock, etc. He said, "no, how did she GET there?" He was asking by what means did she get to Heaven. I didn't know how to answer, so I just said "her spirit is like a ghost and it just flew up there." He seemed content with that answer.
I don't think Cedric will remember much about Grandma Sherri. I think he will always remember when she died though. He talks about her more than any of my other kids. I'm sad he'll probably not remember her. But I will make sure he knows her and that he knows how much she loved him.
Though they didn't get many years together, I dedicate this post to Mom and Cedric. May her legacy live on in his life.
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