In the name

I named my blog Journeys of the Mink Coat because I lost both my grandparents just over a month ago and I miss them dearly. Yesterday my family had an auction, selling all of their belongings. When we were taking everything out into the yard there were three winter coats hanging in the closet. One coat was my grandmothers mink coat. This coat reminds me of her so much. My mom and aunt decided not to sell it because they figured no one would want it, so they were going to send it to goodwill....right then I spoke up and decided to adopt this coat as my own. It's heavy, somewhat large and most of the buttons are missing but when I wear it(even when it's 28 degrees celcius) I feel like grandma is wrapping her arms around me. It makes me feel glamorous and I remember memories from long ago.

Now that both grandma and grandpa are gone, I find myself thinking about them rather frequently. Especially my grandfather. I always knew I had a special spot in his heart. He was my biggest fan. It didn't matter how big or small an achievment was he was always proud of me. And every time I went over to their house grandpa always made sure he got his hug and kiss. Grandpa taught me to fish, he would clear a skating rink on the lake for us to skate on when we were little and they were still living out at Flanders Lake, when I wanted to learn to play guitar he gave me his guitar. Grandpa always had a kind word to say and what I wouldn't give to have a hug from him again. I was not as close to grandma but we did share a special relationship as well. Grandma taught me to knit, she was always good for a game of dominoes and she knew how much I loved her carrot muffins. Both of them together were the greatest! I don't know anyone else who would become so happy just for having me visited.

Now as I venture out into the world I will cherish the memories I have, never forget them ever and of course I will journey on adorning that beautiful mink coat.