When a Story Brings Back Fond Memories

 

I saw a friend today who shared that she had bought Caitlin's Star and loved it. She told me that Grandmother Pearl reminded her so much of her own grandmother.

 

I asked her what kind of “job” she thought her grandmother might have. She paused for a moment, then smiled and said she imagined her grandmother would be the one welcoming people. She also thought she would be the one offering gentle, heavenly advice.

 

I love hearing people talk about what their loved ones’ special jobs might be. Their eyes light up, and they smile as they remember the traits, habits, and kindness that made those people so special. It’s a beautiful reminder that love continues through the memories we carry.

 

I’ll share one of mine, too. This is my grandmother (Mom Mom) at Christmastime back when I was about six years old. She's here with my Pop Pop, mom, sister and me. When I think about her special job, I imagine her as a warm, loving caretaker — always making sure everyone felt safe, welcome, and loved. She's probably still giving the best hugs!