Dec 06, 2006 13:23
Okay, so, on Saturday morning my grandma died. I found out about it on Sunday. She was 84.
I didn't know her very well, but I have a huge respect for sort of the *idea* of my grandmother. She raised eight children (my mom was one of them), and she was a good wife and mommy. She made dolls and cookies, liked golf, and had a laugh I'll never forget.
We didn't live up where my grandparents did so I really never got to know them. I'm not sure that if I had lived up there we would have gotten to know each other anyway--it's hard to tell. The only times I really saw a lot of them was during big family gatherings where they were pulled in many directions and I wasn't really of much interest. I was just a kid. There were a ton of us.
Mommy seems okay--sad, of course, but relieved that her mom is at peace. Her memorial or whatever is today.
When I heard the news I scribbled down my immediate feelings and later I made them into a poem and further down the line we decided to send it to the funeral home and have it read there. My mom's sister is going to read it. That's nice to know. Even though I didn't know her very well I can still have valid and inspirational stuff to say.
My mommy said that her mom's last words to her were "No tears, just smiles."
You can't help but have some tears over something like this. But today I want to do what she said and smile.
Smile today!
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