As I have shared, my grandmother passed away on Tuesday, October 15th. We miss her greatly and mourn her loss. I am heartbroken for my grandfather and pray often for him. This weekend we celebrated our Granny – remembering her precious life and all who she was. There were 3 things to people kept saying over and over and I heard dozens of times from people coming through the line at the visitation.
1. She was always smiling, always happy.
2. She always thought of others, asked about others, and did things for others.
3. She was fun!
Those are things that I will always remember about my Granny. And here are some more of my thoughts about a wonderful woman:
I always thought it was so cool that her initials were GGG. Who else has that? I learned how to be creative from her. I learned how to make a beautiful home from her. I learned to love and appreciate antiques from her. I learned how to wrap presents pretty from her. And I learned how to write beautifully from her. Sometimes I catch a glimpse of my handwriting and think it looks like Granny’s and that makes me so happy.
My Granny was an avid reader, an intelligent woman who kept up with the news and current events, studying the Bible, and who also watched shows like the Bachelor and picked her favorites. I used to watch Grey’s Anatomy with her – back before it got way too bad for both of us. Granny read every single post I ever put on this blog. She was one of my biggest fans and cheerleaders. My Granny made the best food. Her cooking was something else! She always knew I would eat a lot when she was cooking. She taught me how to make the best chocolate sauce and the best chocolate pie anyone has ever had.
She was adamant that she would be called Grandmother. She did not want to be a granny. She wasn’t old and certainly didn’t fit the description, was what she told us when we were little kids. So the more she insisted we call her Grandmother, the more it made us want to call her Granny. So we called her Granny, and it stuck. And she grew to love it. That’s the kind of woman she was.
She loved her husband of nearly 63 years so much. Their marriage was a wonderful example to all of us. Always taking care of each other.
She loved her family so much.
My Granny LOVED my kids fiercely. Fiercely. She loved Jack so much. She found great joy in that little guy. She was always lovin’ on him and playing with him. He loved her too. Every time we drove past their neighborhood, which is on the way to our house, he would ask to stop and see Gigi [what he called his Granny and Grandfather]. Granny also loved our Gabriel. She was so sad to learn of his diagnosis, she was so sad to not get another great grandbaby to hold, and so sad for us. She prayed for us a lot. She sang Jesus Loves You to baby Gabriel every single night while I was pregnant. And after he was born. She came to his burial even though she had just had a knee replacement surgery. She wasn’t going to miss it. She loved watching Jack’s every move. Finding him adorable even when he did something mischievous.
Since we moved back to Knoxville, I’ve gotten to spend a lot of time with Granny and Grandfather. Jack and I would stop by and see them during the week, and we all loved the time together. Granny was always focused on that boy. Always having cookies and crackers for him. Keeping his high chair ready for a meal. Granny was the best “Happy Birthday” singer. It’s not going to be the same without her there to sing. She always sang above the rest of us, and I think we all just loved it.
Granny did the most fun things. For the past two years she had a “Back to school spaghetti supper” for us. She hung a banner and gave my brother and sister who were going back to school giant Hershey’s bars.
I will always remember Granny as being active. We joined their gym last year, so she wanted us to work out together. She and Grandfather did so many things – they did everything. They traveled the world. Looking through many of their pictures last week was so fun to see all of the places they’ve been and the friends they have everywhere. They’re those people everyone loves.
So now we grieve. We miss her, and life is harder without her. But I do know that she would want us to live joyfully and make the most of our lives. And we find hope in that we will see her again one day. We have hope that she is in Heaven with our Father now. That she is with Jesus. That she has met and is holding our Gabriel. We have hope in things greater than this life, and in One bigger than us.