Here was where my life ended…twice, even as it started again…twice.
It still smelled like Gran here even though it had been years since she could get up to this room.
She was everywhere in Lavender House.
But mostly she was here.
And now she was gone.
And on that thought, it happened.
I knew it would happen. I was just glad it didn’t happen at her graveside, in front of people.
It happened there, the safest place I could be, the safest place I ever had, with Gran all around me.
The first time in over two decades when I let emotion overwhelm me and I wept loud, abhorrent tears that wracked my body and caused deep, abiding pain to every inch of me rather than releasing any.
I didn’t go out and buy a bottle of wine.
I certainly didn’t get a bucket of chicken (not that I was going to anyway).
And I didn’t watch the real housewives of anywhere on TV.
I fell asleep on that window seat with tears still wet on my face and with Gran all around me.
The safest place I could be.
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About the Author
Kristen Ashley grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana but has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus she has been blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her posse is loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write.
Kristen was raised in a house with a large and multi-generational family. They lived on a very small farm in a small town in the heartland and existed amongst the strains of Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).
Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up.
And as she keeps growing up, it keeps getting better.