Letting go is hard to do. Of anything… once we have a hold of something in our life, we want to keep it there forever.
I have been blessed with two of the best grandmas a girl could ever ask for, and now I am learning how to let go of one. She taught me life lessons without me even realizing it at the time… how to work, how to laugh, how to love, how to live life to the fullest, how to bring joy and happiness to those around us.
How to persevere in the face of distress, how to keep up the fight, what it really means to be strong.
Some of the things that I will hold closest to my heart about her…
How her smile would light up a room
Watching her pleasure in spending time with the family and soaking in the joy that she radiated when she was with Alex or Matthew
Listening to her talk of the times she and grandpa would spend with friends – dancing, playing cards, or just bumming around and stopping in to visit
My memories from childhood of helping her to make apple sauce, or homemade loaves of bread, or potato salad
Over the past couple of days I have told some of you about how much I admire my grandma, her strength of character, her grace under fire, her loving nature… and how I hope, that in the end, once I have finally finished growing up, that I will be half as great as this lady has been.
I love you grandma, and I will miss you dearly.
