Snow In April

I must take a moment to thank my PR person as she got on me about my spelling error.  Some may have noticed my blog title has changed from Read Me Please to Ream Me Please.  That is to match the url address.  I know I will make so many mistakes through this process, and it will take those that care to really help me continue to get better.  I want to thank her for being the best PR person in world, and while this is extremely small time for her, her portfolio in the field is unbelievable, and I am privileged and honored to have her help.
My grandmother is an awesome lady.  I point this out because I often see her in her rocking chair, often times about to go to sleep or sleeping.  She is famous for saying things, where you are like where did that come from.  One that always sticks with me is "I Love You A Bushel And A Peck & A Hug Around The Neck."  Until recently, I had no idea who Doris Day was, but I can only imagine she holds a special place in my grandmother's heart.  My grandmother would say that to me all the time growing up.  She always finds a way to push us further.  She reads the paper all the time and loves to go through the sales section.  She is always so different than what is around her, and that is extremely awesome to me.  I still remember her taking me for drives and going maybe a littler faster than you would think was safe, but that was my grandmother always pushing the envelope.  I would have loved to get her a Porsche or some other fast car as I know she would have loved it.  My uncle gave her a sporty Lexus, and I think she used to love that thing.  My grandfather was always a tank driver.  It had to be big and long (for my North Easteners - pause).  My grandmother has never lost her identity - she is who she is.  I can only imagine what she would say about it snowing today.  What's crazy is yesterday the Dogwoods were in full bloom, beuatiful yellow flowers were blooming, the grass was fertilizer green, and this morning - everything covered in white.  Unbelievable!  When my grandfather passed, I was still in high school.  I could not really see or understand what was going on.  Being several years older, I better understand the times we live.  I better understand all the memories.  I better understand the snow in the middle of April.  Reflection is necessary.  By the end of the day, I am sure the green and yellow will be back, and the snow will be gone.  Strength is something I see in her.  I actually have a framed picuture of the Day saying.  I still think Dallas is one of the greatest stories as I still remember watching it with her.  The Young and the Restless will always be in my thoughts as that is one of her favorites.  She always allowed me to grow and prove.  When I was 5, she would allow me to navigate her around the city, whether we got lost or not.  We always somehow ended up where we were trying to go.  I never wanted to make her mad or upset at me.  I still remember playing outside, and if she called and needed something, all sporting events stopped as I had to go check on my grandmother.  Often times, she just needed something quick, but it was always an example of how we should respond in life.  Grandmothers seem to be getting younger and younger, but I appreciate the wisdom of mine and all her experiences.  She had the classic granmother's house, where so many have lived there a time or two.  A 3 bedroom, stone block house about 15 blocks from the beach.  A place where it never snowed in April.  I hope she knows all she he has meant to me.  Better yet, I will end this here as I am going to call her.  I encourage you to do the same.  If it is not your grandmother, it may be someone else, but don't let this moment slip.