Mary Faherty

My maternal Grandmother died about two hours ago. And I can't stop thinking about my times with her, as a small boy she always talked about the Boston sports teams with me, whether it was the hockey team, Bruins when I was really young because I loved skating and played hockey for a few years, or the Celtics in the early eighties when they won many championships, or the Red Sox and all their dramatic failures until their timely championship recently. Grandma in my memory was always so very kind and gracious. Whenever I visited her with my Mother she always offered me cookies and a drink, I can close my eyes and picture her at her apartment surrounded with all of her things.

The last few weeks have been hard, as it is is hard to hear the pain family is in when losing someone.

My Grandma was so proud of her Irish heritage, and so pleased the Red Sox were world champions. And her cookies were great.

These are the things along with her goodness that I am choosing to keep within me, memories to bring a smile when needed.