When someone makes an impression on you for life

I remember that she used to give me my own bowl of whipped cream. My mother hated it, but I loved it. I guess that's what grandparents are supposed to: Corrupt the grandchildren's upbringing. This was not my grandmother, but at that moment in my life, she came close. She took me on trips, I played in her fairytale garden in which I became Alice in Wonderland, she spoiled me rotten.

She was a big part of my childhood. My extra grandmother as I usually refer her as. I guess I always imagined that she was somewhere in the world. Living. Breathing. Laughing. Instead suddenly life becomes so small, once I found out she is very ill. Seeing her, lying there on the bed was heart-breaking. This, to me, great woman, who taught me life. Took me places. Ill. Can hardly breath. Sleeps after a couple of sentences.

It leaves an impression. Makes one think about life. Have I lived the way I wanted? Have I done all the things I dreamed of? Have I travelled enough? Have I loved too little or too much? Have I taken risks? Have I trusted enough in the fact that God is in control and knows me well enough to know what is best for me?

As I Walk Through Life

As I walk through life, 

I have loved and been hurt. 

I have burned bridges, 

and sworn I would never return. 

Only to forgive and let go. 

As I walk through life, 

I have found the ones, 

who are dearest to me 

and said goodbye, 

to the friendships that didn’t stick.  

As I walk through life,

I have shared tears and sorrows. 

Pain and suffering. 

I have learned that pain is relative

And not to be measured.

As I walk through life, 

I have hated the image in the mirror, 

Only to make peace with myself

And learned to love, 

Despite faults and failures. 

As I walk through life, 

I have travelled the world

Only to discover, 

that at home is the best 

And the most beautiful of all.