I watched Peggy Sue Got Married and missed my Grandma. Seriously, I missed her like I was grieving a loss I have not felt in 25 years. Catch the film on netflix like i did and you will see what I mean.
The concept of seeing that face and hearing that voice again. Being in their house, the patterns, fabrics, muted colors, close fragrant kitchen smells, and coffee. The world was alright when they were here.
The way I was safe and removed from the responsibilities I get every day, and all the stories wrapped up in the life she knew, and survived. I missed my Grandma tonight.
And I really need to give up on the eye makeup.