Sunday, July 24, 2011
I think everyone has people in the their life that helps to shape you but you don't relaize it until they are no longer in your life. These people have a way of helping us to grow in ways that you really don't know they are doing it. A year ago yesterday I lost one of those people, my dad's mom.
As the first grandchild on my Dads side I quickly became Grandma's Princess, she never missed a chance to tell me this. She spoiled me in ways only a grandma could. One of the best times in my childhood was when we lived next to my grandparents. I never got tired of spending time with them. There were even a few times when I would get mad at a babysitters and go hide in their garage. Usually I would fall asleep at the top of their stairs going into their house and just wait for Grandma to come home and rescue me from the mean babysitter. I'm sure they were making me do something that I didn't want to do, but probably should have been doing it.
She had this ability to make even what seemed like the worst situations better. As my parents went through their divorce I found my self spending more time with my grandparents leaning on them for support and guidance in one of the darkest times in my life so far. I always knew that I could call her up and by the end of the conversation she would have made my laugh, things wouldn't seem so dark anymore and she would remind that no matter what happens I will always be her little princess.
But one of the things I loved the most about her was how honest she was. She was never one to sugar coat anything. If she didn't like something you were going to know about it. Even when she was in the hospital the last time and they were doing an MRI on her arm she didn't not like how hard they were pushing on her arms and boy did she let them know! The best part was when a nurse came in to check on her she told the nurse that there was no way that person was coiming back in there because she didn't like her. All I could do is laugh a bit and apologize to the nurse.
My grandparents were married for 60 years, and still very much in love after all that time. Yes they did have their fair share of arguments and I can still hear her saying "GORDON!" and my Grandpa answering back "Well Jean!" Which just makes me smile to my self and giggle a bit. But no matter what I always knew that they loved eached other more that they could ever tell anyone. I can only hope and pray that I am fortunate enough to find that someone for myself and be able to spend that much time with them.
I miss her more that I can express. Several times I have picked up the phone to call her just to have her tell me everything will be ok and that no matter what I will always be her princess. I'm hoping that I am able to live my life in a way she would be proud of. I only wish that my children would have be able to get to know her.