Lucille Griffin

Tonight in the shower I had the most random thought about someone I have not thought about in a long time. I had even, sadly, forgotten her first name and probably only remembered her last name because I shared it for so long. Her name was Lucille Griffin and she was my great grandmother- my dad's Grandmother. I called her Mommee (though I'm not even sure how to spell that). I thought about the smell of her house, the socks she always gave me for Christmas (that were inevitably too small), and I even heard her voice. She had such a distinct voice.

I don't know what brought her to mind, but when I thought about how she spent the last of her life, I cried. If only I had been older I would have understood the importance of visiting a family member in a nursing home. I hope she knows that I understand now and I'm sorry that I couldn't provide comfort for her while she was alone. I hope she didn't feel alone. I think she knows I care :)