Music Monday

 Music is a huge part of Tommy and I's relationship. Its something we bonded over in the beginning and still connect with now.  I will be posting the lyrics to a song and what it means to me every Monday (hopefully). At least until I run out of interesting things to say (Or I forget). Make sense? Feel free to do your own but please link back to me and add your site to the MckLinky below!

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From Where You Are by Lifehouse

From Where You Are - Lifehouse 

So far away from where you are
These miles have torn us world's apart
And I miss you
Yeah, I miss you

So far away from where you are
I'm standing underneath the stars
And I wish you were here

I miss the years that were erased
I miss the way the sunshine would light up your face
I miss all the little things
I never thought that they'd mean everything to me

Yeah I miss you
And I wish you were here

I feel the beating of your heart
I see the shadows of your face
Just know that wherever you are
Yeah, I miss you
And I wish you were here

I miss the years that were erased
I miss the way the sunshine would light up your face
I miss all the little things
I never thought that they'd mean everything to me

Yeah, I miss you
And I wish you were here

So far away from where you are
These miles have torn us world's apart
And I miss you
Yeah, I miss you
And I wish you were here

This song reminds me of my maternal Grandmother. She was an amazing woman. Strong and smart. She was the kind of woman that everyone could look up too. She could be stubborn as all get out but she knew how to get what she wanted or needed. She went through a not so pleasant divorce when we were very small and moved into an apartment in Chattanooga, TN a little while later. I have more memories of that apartment and the summers we spent with her than I have of most of my childhood. She always knew how to have fun and what to say. As my sister and I got older and moved all around the country, we were always excited to get back to Chattanooga to see our grandmother. She supported us when my parents went through their divorce and was just generally always there.

When T and I first got together, my grandmother started getting sick. She went through so many tests and diagnoses and treatments. It seemed like it was something different every month. She was treated for pneumonia over and over but never got better. Finally the summer after we got together, they did a lung biopsy and discovered she had non hodgkin's lymphoma. She passed away a little less than two weeks later. Those two weeks were a blur for all of us. She deteriorated at an alarming rate in front of our eyes.

I think about her all the time. I think about what she would have thought, or done, or said about certain things and situations. I talk to her in my mind and ask "what do I do now?". She would have known exactly how to answer. I wish she could have met my babies. She would have loved them to pieces just like I do. I wish she were here...