God brings us great comfort in difficult situations as we find out in this touching story about Chip and his sweet great-grandma. — Story Guru
Contributed by: Debra Hearne
My grandmother died at age 96 in 2004 and my oldest son Chip was killed in a car accident in 2008. Grandma and Chip were very close. From the day that we brought him home from the hospital, he was her “Chippie.”
Before I was born my Granddaddy gave my Grandma a music box. Before my Grandma died, she passed this treasure to me. I have it in my bedroom on a shelf. I never wind it up for fear that it will break. Shortly after we lost Chip there was a day that I was completely inconsolable. It was a dreary day outside and my husband and I were the only ones in the house. From where we were sitting we heard a soft melody coming from the bedroom. My husband looked at me as if to say, what is that? I knew that sound. It was Grandma’s music box and it was playing just for us.
This is such a beautiful story. I can only imagine how sweet that melody must have sounded. — Story Guru
Author Bio: Debra is a proud mom, wife, and story teller.
(Edited by Story Guru editor, Ashlee Symank)