Grandma Clouds

Driving to the grocery store today the clouds were so beautiful & fluffy.  They reminded me of a warm summer day when I was about 8-10 years old.  My grandma Vincent & I were on our way to Brant, MI.  We had a busy day planned.  We were on our way to first the cemetery in Brant because my grandma wanted to visit her dad’s grave.  We were going to stop at the “Blueberry Ladies” house, she was one of my grandma’s friends from school, but we bought blueberries from her, oh how they were soooooo sweet!! We sat & drank some lemonade.  While grandma & the “Blueberry Lady” would talk about old days I would dance around under the trees in her back yard.  It was so peaceful in the country side.  Then we went to see Great Uncle Bernard & Great Aunt Evelyn, grandma’s brother & sister n’ law.  I then got to run around the house that my grandma & my daddy was born in, & play on Uncle Bernard’s tractor & talk to him in the garden.

On the way to Brant grandma said “Sherry, see those white fluffy clouds?”

“Yes grams, those are beautiful.” I answered.

“I want you to remember those type of clouds.” She went on.

“Why grandma, they’re not that important are they?” I didn’t understand what she was saying.

“When I’m gone to heaven, I want you to look up to the sky & see those clouds.  I want you to know that I will be sitting on those clouds watching over you.  I always will be there for you.  I will never stop watching over you.” She said with a tear in her eye.

I never understood why it was sooooooo important to her that I knew this about these clouds.  To this day I call them Grandma clouds.  Grandma died in 2000, and I miss her like crazy!! But I know that grandma is up in Heaven, watching over me & is proud of the momma I’ve become.  My daddy died in 2008, and my kids now call those clouds Grandpa clouds.