I still miss my Grandmother terribly.

I was going to the supermarket yesterday. My daughter and I entered the large automatically opening doors and made our way to the shopping trolley area. On the way I was stopped dead in my tracks.

There was an elderly woman with her back turned to me.

Thin build. wearing a blue floral print dress with a white shawl over her shoulders. Her hair was almost white wearing simple flat shoes with stockings.

Her build and height were what I remember my grandmother being. I honestly for a second or two though I was looking at my grandmother. I stopped walking. My daughter give me an odd look. I snapped out of it and continued as the woman turned her head a little. She was not my grandmother, but for a split second in time I thought she was there in front of me again.

I still miss her every day.