Day 350- Into the Mystic

I was lucky to be raised in a house with two grandmothers and one grandfather in addition to my parents and myself.  My mother’s parents were always my role models for a long and happy marriage.  I will never forget the adoring way my grandfather would look at my grandmother, Mimi; his love for her was evident in his every action.  All of us hoped that when their times came, he would go first. We just couldn’t imagine how he would live without her.

However, Mimi died suddenly at age eighty. Grandpa surprised all of us with his calm acceptance and resilience. We would find him sitting outside talking softly to her, as if she was sitting right beside him.  He knew she was “gone”, but felt her presence with him all the time. My grandfather had been a churchgoer for most of his life, but had told me many times that he didn’t have to go to church to be with God- he just had to go outside and God was all around.

Today’s topic is mystical figure. My grandfather would never have identified himself as a mystic, but, as someone who easily communed with God, I believe he was. My photo of the day is my grandmother’s musical angel, always present in my house and a reminder of the beautiful souls who were my grandparents.

f/4, 1/80, ISO 1600, 85mm