(Watercolor by William Blake, 1757-1827)

After reading Angie's latest blog about Susanna wanting Nana to come back NOW, I felt I needed to add a postscript.
I DO TOO!!
For some reason this week has been particularly painful for me in the same way it has been for my beloved older granddaughter. On Tuesday, totally unexpectedly, I was hit by a huge wave of grief, for no apparent reason. The "experts" say that this can happen. The only upside is that a three-year-old still remembers and deeply loves her grandmother even seven months after her passing. It's not for nothing that she's named SUSANna.
And yes, Susanna, there are days that I, too, wish there were a ladder to heaven where I could climb up and see her again--even just for a minute. I'll bet she is real busy presiding over her ten cities, but I'm sure that in the eternal time she is now living in she would have no trouble fitting us into her schedule.