The Sound of Silence

I got out my fiber-optic scarecrow and placed it in the living room and often find myself staring at it for a minute in the evenings while I sit at the counter and read or study. Grandma bought it for me to "decorate" my dorm room for the fall season and it is one of my most cherished gifts. It is funny how it can take me back and fondly think of her and remember my time away at school with my scarecrow to keep me company.
When someone is gone either permanently or temporarily there is always that sense of wanting to tell them something or wondering how they would react to a situation or the advice that they might give you. For a long time I could close my eyes and really 'hear' some of the things Grandma would say to me.....and lately I am having a harder time 'hearing' her. It's sort of like hearing Tommy's laugh, or Mom say "Hi kidlet" or Dad say "copy that", or the way Chris answers the phone when he knows it's me, there are just sounds that give you comfort and peace that you secretly can't wait to hear.
Although I may not be able to know what she would say to me these days I think I know that she would be SO happy with the way life is unfolding for all of her grandchildren.....some days it's just harder to accept that I will truly never know.