Mom Has The Last Word


Bit of backstory – yesterday was my mom’s funeral. Afterward, we gathered at the home of my niece Michelle.  This morning, I rec’d this message from Nichole, who is married to my nephew Josh (Michelle’s brother). They have a not-quite-4-year-old named Ellery:

“Last night Ellery and I were sitting on the couch coloring and she looks at me and says, “Mom, I am going to draw great gramma another picture. I saw her at Aunt Chel’s today. Why did you tell me she went to Heaven?”

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About Melissa Crandall

A million years ago--round-about the first Ice Age--I cut my writing teeth on fanzines and science fiction media tie-in novels. I'm happy to say that I've since branched out to include fantasy, horror, essays, and narrative nonfiction. This site will keep you up-to-date on my adventures in writing. I live in Connecticut with my husband--who frequently wonders what he got himself into by marrying a writer--two cats named Tuna and Gypsy, and a semi-neurotic Australian shepherd named Holly.
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2 Responses to Mom Has The Last Word

  1. Kristin Rooke says:

    Kind of like Olivia…..Angels knocking on the roof Mom.
    Out of the mouthes of babes

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