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This was so hard! You would think since I put the challenge together that I would have picked PRIOR to posting the art pieces one that would have inspired me! LOL! I had the hardest time with this - but luckily it is done. The knot in the concho is supposed to represent my connection to my grandma. It's all about the journaling on this one and I couldn't find the perfect font. Oh well. I got the knot in the middle of the concho idea from Candi (tsappgirl)<br> <br>Journaling reads: I just got back from visiting my Grandma at the hospital. It was so very emotional. I cried with her, I cried when I left the room while she was getting taken care of, and I cried when I left to go home. I had cried so much that I had a hard time driving myself home. I left Jaden at home with Justan, and I just wanted to get home to hug and kiss them both and tell him how much I loved them. Earlier today, I was informed that my Grandma Young was at St. Mark’s Hospital recovering from a stroke. I was not informed the day it happened, in fact, it wasn’t until almost three days after the fact. Needless to say, I was quite upset that she had fallen ill, but more upset that I wasn’t informed about her condition, although I must say I wasn’t surprised. I realized today that my grandfather and she are basically the last ‘living’ connection I have to my deceased father. Although he died almost 17 years ago, I still feel like he is a part of my life because of them. Not necessarily because they talk about him. In fact, we rarely talk about him. However, he is their son and my father, and I feel his presence through them. I’ve never seen my Grandma as emotional as I did today. Not even at my father’s funeral and I clearly remember how extremely sad she was at that time. I’m not sure if today’s sadness was more emotional in my mind because of the fact I am older and I understand a lot more these days or if maybe it’s today rather than me remembering 17 years ago. All I know, it that my perspective has changed. As selfish as it might seem, I need her to get better. I need to record more about her and my Grandpa’s lives. I have the ‘basic’ understanding, but I need more. Not only do I need more, I crave more information. I need to hear more about my father as a child. I want to hear more about how my father related to my uncle, whom I’ve seen probably a total of five times in the past 17 years. I feel such a connection to her as a grandma and as a friend. She has always been there for me and I have really appreciated it. I can’t even begin to describe the feeling of the words “I LOVE YOU” that was felt when I said that to her and she echoed it back to me as I was leaving. My heart almost broke in two, because I was sad that she was feeling helpless, then an enormous amount of relief came over me and I realized it wasn’t up to me anymore. I felt an indescribable kind of love. I knew if something were to happen to her once I left, my life would go on, and most importantly, I knew she loved me. <br> Thanks for looking! Jessi
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