Remembering my Grandmom
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My sweet Grandmom, the only grandmother I have ever known,
went Home to be with Jesus last week.
Though it is always hard to realize the finality of loss, we know that it was her time and are thankful for no more suffering.
She lived a blessed 94 years here, and we will miss her greatly.
I am so thankful for the woman she was, and that she got to know my own little girls.
(i dug up some *really* old pictures...)
She was funny and witty, and I remember always laughing a lot around her.
She had a great sense of humor even in the last years of her life.
The picture below is of her, my mom, and my brother looking at me on the day they brought me home from the adoption agency.
I love that my Grandmom was there for that.
Cousins...on Grandmom's couch. We all spent most Christmases there.
Michelle, Melanie, my brother Tim, and me (the youngest of us 4).
I am glad that Grandmom will get to see her soul mate now, my Grandad.
She has missed him for the last 15 years.
Their wedding anniversary is next week...I'm excited for them to celebrate together again now!
Grandmom and her girls, my mom (left) and my Aunt Ginger.
She said at every meal together..."I taught them everything they know". :)
She taught them both well how to cook, clean, and keep a home and family.
I have TONS of memories of sitting on this porch with my family.
My grandparents' backyard in Lubbock, Texas was seriously one of my favorite places to be growing up.
I spent hours at the organ in their house.
Hours.
Grandmom, my brother Tim, and me.
My mom and her parents.
Grandmom, Grandad, my mom, me, and my cousin Melanie outside of their home.
Lots of Christmas mornings were spent on that green couch.
So thankful for her life and for the blessing she was in mine.
She was a caring, funny, sharp, loving woman who I am proud to call my Grandmom.
I carry her middle name, Elizabeth, and that has always been and will be so special to me.
She will be so missed, but I am thankful for her complete freedom and healing now.
