The last of the Any Color series for my grandparents is complete.
Red for Basil. Green for Lucille. Purple for Neska. And Blue for Gene.
Spending the last few months creating these has been both pleasant and poignant, a time of joy-filled memories of visits with beloved grandparents but also a time tinged with the sadness that never, ever quite leaves after loss.
The process to create Blue went more smoothly than those before it. Not all that surprising, I suppose. Practice makes perfect (or close to it), after all. However, the knowledge that Blue, the last in this series, was in memory of the first grandparent I lost made me a little weepy. There are tears stitched to, and soaked into, the fabric.
A piece of my heart went with each grandparent when he or she died. But in return, a piece of each of them lives on in me.
Blue is for Grandpa Gene, who lives large and bold in my heart.
Any Color’s All Right As Long As It’s Blue (for Gene) ~ link to poem
How do you honor those who live on in your heart?