Releasing the Blood Bond

I have her cheek bones...her sensitive heart...her genetics coursing through my veins.   

But it doesn't end there...that's only the beginning...of a bond that began in sync with the rhythm of my life.  

For 33 years she's poured out her heart...told me the same love story...our beginning. 

From the moment she laid eyes on me,  through a tiny crack in the curtain on the maternity ward...that blizzard of a March day ....she said she knew she was in love...even through the glass...even from the other room...her heart beat with mine.  

We skipped a generation, but never a heart beat.

Hearts beating...whispering a lullaby....lazy summer days up north...snuggling in the shade...she stroked my hair as I dozed.  I could hear her heart whispering ...

Hearts beating...whispering a song of hope...to a delicate soul.  Growing up... sensitive... misunderstood by most. It wasn't their fault...I was different.  But patiently, she always took the time...opened the door...her arms...her heart.  Wiped the tears...spoke truth to the tears...gave a part of herself...generously.

Hearts beating...whispering encouragement...helping my heart to beat...always.  Through darkest days...through new adventures...through creative outpouring.  Always there...with a heart open.  Feeding a young soul that seems to age too quickly...but her soul never ages....her love always grows...the bond never breaks.

My heart still beats with hers...my heart whispers our story...two spirits with different narratives but a common vein...an understanding...a deep love...a bond as thick as the blood between us.

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Happy 80th Birthday, Grandma!  Although many years apart, you are my true kindred spirit and I will forever be grateful for the special bond we have always had.  I celebrate your amazing life today and wish you all the joy, peace and love that you deserve.

Love your Jenny xoxo