A tribute to my grandmother


January 31, 1924- April 27, 2015

Thank you Grandma- for you were the one who attended to my cries when I had ‘growing pains’ in my legs while I was growing up. You made this special concoction of mineral oil, ginger coins and alcohol you rubbed on my legs to help me feel better. I can still remember that smell.

Thank you Grandma- for you were always home to care for me. 

Thank you Grandma- for the way you always laughed. We always seemed to find the same things funny. 

Thank you Grandma- for when I got in trouble with my parents as a child and as a teenager, you would always have room for me on the couch. You would touch my leg and after I’d tell you what happened you always told me what you thought- for my own good; and at the same time, you would also tell me when my parents were unreasonable. 

Thank you Grandma- for letting your love radiate out to all of those around you. 

Thank you Grandma- for choosing to stay the longest by our family. You could have moved anywhere you desired and could have lived with any of your nine living children. You cared for us grandchildren like we were your own.

I cannot even begin to tell you how much I love you. So, I won’t.

You lived a long and joyful life with family surrounding you all the days of your life. It was a true honor to give of our time, our attention, our care to a woman who selflessly first loved us.

What surprised me yesterday at your funeral was how very difficult it was to watch dad cry. 

I’ve never seen him cry before.

I know you are happy. I know you are getting to see your husband and your two daughters and your great grand child- my Lea.

If you could, would you share with her the love you showed me? Could you see what facial features she has that resembles us and distinguishes her as part of our family? Braid her hair because I will never get to, sing and dance with her, and if it’s not too much, can you talk to her about me, about us, about her father and the family she came from?

Thank you Grandma- for I wouldn’t trade you for the world. I miss you now, but I know you are where you want to be.

I can’t imagine how hard this coming year will be without your presence. You were our rock. We all stayed close because you were here.

You mattered, Grandma. You still do.