The only present I could give my grandma--by Emi

I called up my grandma out in Utah last night since it was Christmas. It's hard not being out there for her. My cousin Kara says she thinks she still has a while to live, but her health isn't that great right now.

(if you're reading this Amanda, this is a different grandma. :p)

She had a stroke a couple of years back, and can't really talk anymore. She can do small phrases, but they take her a while. It saddens me to because my grandma basically raised me out in Utah, and she would always tell me stories of her life to help me go to sleep. I still remember many of them, from the story of her choir days, to walking home in the dark with the dog coming up and scaring her, to the story of my auntie Mae. One of these days I'll need to write down what I remember, so I can never lose it.

She can't tell me stories anymore. Kylea and I always told her to record her stories in case something happened, but she never did. We were talking this summer how we were sad those stories would never be told by her again.

I told grandma last night that one day I'll tell her some stories.

But last night I decided to call and give her a special christmas present. Everyone in my family has known that I have a talent for singing. It's my thing. I've been singing since I was little, and have always been ready to show off my voice.

I sang "Silent Night" to her last night.

In her shakey voice she said, "I'm honored."

I just wish I could have been there to hug her and tell her how much she means to me. She knows how much I love her. I used to slip and call her mom all the time. I just want to be there during the holidays to let her know. It's important.

I'll be devastated when she's gone....

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