Escape of Notions

Last night I was dreaming of NanaJan.  Nana is Kris and Heath's grandmother.  What I remember was, I was looking for someone.  I was in San Antonio, but it was actually at Capitol Parkway and Madison Avenue in Montgomery.   Whomever I was looking for, I was told, was at First Baptist Church, and when I got there, it was the setting of FBC, Montgomery.  I saw Bruce Hose, John Hagee, my Momma, and Nana.  Nana was in a peach long dress with her hair in her famous chinon.  She was young and beautiful, like when I first me her in 1982.  I grabbed her and remember crying my eyes out, hugging her as tight as I could.  I remember someone remarked that it had only been a year; whatever that meant.

Nana was my mentor.  She taught me what I needed to know to be a homemaker, wife, and mother.  My mom was the ultimate professional; a no nonsense business woman.  Nana filled in the gaps my momma couldn't.  Nana and I were more alike than my mom.  Momma was very supportive, nurturing and self sacrificial;  she was a great mom.  But, there were things that I NEEDED from Nana.  Gosh, I miss her!

Thank God for His grace, and preparations for all of us being in heaven.  I'll get to see my Nana again!  I miss you SO much!  Then, come to find out, Papa has been in the hospital!  Lord take care of Papa.