My sweet Grandma Allan died yesterday morning. She was healthy and happy and died peacefully in her sleep. It was certainly unexpected, which makes it more difficult in some ways. My sister has some great pictures of my Grandma and our kids on her blog, and I hope to find more pictures soon to post, but I chose this one above because I think it summarizes my Grandma well. She loved her grandchildren and great-grandchildren, and especially babies I think. She was always so happy to have us and would have done anything to accomodate us. She was always the last to sit down at meals after making sure everyone had everything they needed, and she was always the last one to sit down after the meal because she'd never allow anyone to help clean up. My Grandparents are modest people, living comfortably on little, but always did so much to make holiday's great for us. I'm sure they did more than they really could. One thing she passed on was pancake eating. She made the most wonderful thin pancakes when we'd sleep over, and topped them with butter and sugar. I've always enjoyed pancakes that way and now my little Mckayla has followed suit. I mentioned they always did more for us than they really could. When I was 17 they drove up with me to Couer d'Alene, Idaho for the 2001 National Triathlon Championships. It was a LONG drive, but we did it. I got to spend such neat time with them, talking and enjoying the scenery. They've always been so excited to see me race, and have only been able to a handful of times, and this race is one they always talk about, still, 7 years later.
While I will certainly miss her, I know she is fine. She's in the arms of our Heavenly Father, and with her loved ones. I pray that she'll watch over our little family and maybe grace us with her presence in those times when I'm not as patient and loving and generous as a mother as I should be, as she was.
My Grandma, my Dad, and my Grandpa at our wedding. If you could, pray for my sweet Grandpa. He suffering from Alzheimer's and I'm afraid this time is and will be awfully difficult for him.
6 comments:
That was a nice tribute sis. Dad asked me if I wanted to say anything at the funeral but just like reading through your post, I don't think I can hold it together long enough. See you tomorrow!
Leslie, I am so sorry for your loss. I'll call you, please let me know if I can do anything for you or your family.
I may be playing my flute with Ashley - no idea how that's gonna worked while crying. I wish you and I could sing (sorry, you know we're not very good), that'd be neat. Think you could relearn your violin in 3 days for a simple part?
Les, We are very sorry to hear about your grandma. Let us know if you need anything. We're not close, but whatever we can do to help.
"We're not close" as in... we live far away, but whatever we can do to help.
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