Prompt #27

When Miracles Bring Great Gratitude

Grandmas Know Everything

Photo by Andréas BRUN on Unsplash

When I read Nancy Blackman, MASF article / prompt #27, it felt as if I fell into a portal, and I was sent back in time to when I was only 13 years old. I wrote about this in an earlier article titled: Corvette Healing, My Knight in a Shiny Corvette. I will include the link at the end of this article.

I was 13 years old, and my life felt like it was in a tailspin. I felt I was not going in the right direction, and hardly going in any direction at all. By now at 13, I had lost my Dad, and now I had just lost his Dad, my Grandfather. Not just a Grandpa, but my namesake Preacher-man Grandpa.

However, sadly on my 13 Birthday, we buried my Preacher-man Grandpa.

Two Giants in My Life Lay Buried.

I sat on my Grandmother’s back steps, “Just staring into space, and just staring at nothing at all.” It was a cold winter day in this north Louisiana town on that day, but I did not care. I remember I could not feel if it was hot or cold. I just felt numb.

The Spaceship Arrives

Then all of a sudden, and for a lack of better words, it sounded like a spaceship had landed in my Grandmother's front driveway. As I peeked around the…