My grandmother – still alive and well in my heart
“Perhaps they are not the stars, but rather openings in Heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.” – Unknown The other night, I had a dream about my grandmother - who passed away in November of 2005. My wife and I were browsing through what appeared to be an antique store in a quaint little town, and my grandmother apparently worked there. While my grandmother did work in retail towards the latter half of her life, it certainly wasn’t an antique store. She was fluttering about the store, acknowledging our presence with a smile each and every time she passed us, which was quiet often. Finally, her movement stopped – standing in one of the display…