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Bedside Vigilance

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Grandma's 100th Birthday

Grandma’s 100th Birthday

Your last few hours
I whispered Amazing Grace
While you slipped away

In response to CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI: Carpe Diem Special #160 Lolly’s 2nd bedside vigilance

Author: Dancing Echoes

I am a scientist by trade and artist by soul. My creative outlet used to be dancing but due to injuries and age, I must now find another path. I am hoping my writing, poetry and photography can be this new path. Awards: While I am grateful and honored for the numerous nominations, I don’t have time to respond to them with the attention they deserve, so for the most part, I am an award free blog. All photographs and words are mine unless otherwise credited. © 2015-2016 Dancing Echoes ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author/owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Christy Draper with appropriate and specific direction to the original content on Dancing Echoes.

8 thoughts on “Bedside Vigilance

  1. Wow, Christy. You had much time to love and learn from your beautiful grandmother. No wonder you have her that comforting blessing at the end, my friend.

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  2. Yes, I was lucky to have a lot of my family around for a long time.

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  3. Beautifully moving! 🙂

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  4. Oh my, this brought tears to my eyes. Such a lovely picture.

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  5. Thank you. She was a sweet lady.

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  6. The photo and haiku are a fine tribute to your Grandma, who was clearly doing quite well at 100. “Amazing Grace” is one of those great hymns that moves people of all faiths and even nonbelievers.

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  7. Thank you. I didn’t know it at the time but it was her favorite. I just knew the words and knew it would giver comfort. A few days later they played it her funeral. At my Dads funeral it was played by a bagpiper. Hauntingly beautiful. Hard to listen to now.

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