Love, Motherhood

Empty Ball Jar

It looks empty.

It could be filled with jam, buttons, pins or ribbons…

Grandma is gone.  It’s empty.

It could be filled with hugs, tears, love, and family joy.

But Grandma is gone.  It’s empty.

Gone are the days when life was simple and family was right next to you.

We sat under the pear tree, picked strawberries, made grape jam and told stories.

Her grandson loves video games more than grass or jam now.  And they say it’s a good thing.  His brain is getting bigger.  What about his heart???

That Ball jar is empty.Image

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