The Silly Ways We Keep Memories Alive
Jun 5th, 2008 by Kristen Keller
We had a horrible storm here last night with some of the scariest thunder I’ve heard in a while. I remember when I was young, every time there was a bad storm, my mom would tell me the thunder was the angels bowling and one had just gotten a strike.
Well, unfortunately, a little over two years ago, my mom joined the angels. Since then, I’ve added a little twist to what she told me about thunder when I explain it to my boys. I tell them that it’s Grandma bowling with the angels, and that every time it thunders, Grandma got a strike.
So now, whenever it thunders, my older son will yell, “Yeah Grandma!” And it always puts a smile on my face 
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Love this post for two reasons:
1) It’s great twist on something I remember from childhood. (I’ve shared your sweet story with four coworkers today — big storms went through this morning here…)
2) It reminds me — and I need reminding — that every post needn’t be long nor pre-thought to death. Brief tidbits are more powerful, when well-told.
Thanks for brightening my day!
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This was such a sweet story
It’s also a great way for you and your boys to remember your mom in a happy way, how wonderful! I appreciated how you told this story 
Kate and Kymberli - I’m so glad you enjoyed it
My son woke up after I wrote this post and said, “I think Grandma got three strikes last night.” And when I said, “So do you think she won?,” he said, “Yea,” with a big smile on his face. 