Throughout the weekend and through yesterdays the updates we have all have similar information. Additionally, I don't believe she is eating any longer or not more than a small bite or two per day.
On Sunday afternoon, my sisters and I reviewed tapes and pictures to complete a photo board that was requested. We learned that my Grandma has planned all of the details of her funeral and requested that each family display a photo board. My sister Connie & Michelle did a beautiful job cutting and matting the photos so the display is really quite nice. My sister Becky and I tried (but mostly failed) to create a video display of various footage we had, but it was nice to see old home movies with her (and my BFF Todd) too. I expect we'll settle for a small number of digital photos displayed on a digital picture frame.
Connie asked us to write a page or so of memories, and so I put together this. The one thing I didn't include was the $1 brand new crisp dollar my grandma sent to us every year for our birthday and for Christmas. I'll remember it, sure, but these are more important:
My Grandma Memories:
Being so excited to put in grandma’s garden every year… we’d get to spend a week at her house!
I once told my parents I wanted to move right next door to grandma so we could see her every day! But my parents said if we did that, then I wouldn’t ever get to sleep over at her house.
Candy!! Candy at her house, candy from the store, candy in her purse!
Grandma’s travels… how cool was it that I had a grandma who traveled the world??!!
Grandma staying with us for a week when my parent’s went to Florida. Grandma kept me home from school every day. I discovered school could be optional. But it sure helped me to not miss mom and dad so much too…
Grandma’s broken leg. Playing in her wheelchair.
Grandma punched me. She was so angry when she learned I’d gotten a motorcycle that she couldn’t speak so she socked me in the arm.
Grandma forgave me. I knew I was forgiven when she plucked the dead toad off my shift peg and tossed it away for me.
Grandma’s quilts and crocheted blankets. Such beautiful, special treasures. I still have my baby quilt. It’s a bit ratty now, but I will never let it go.
Taking grandma to JoAnne’s Fabrics whenever she’d come to visit and picking out yarn for her projects. Abby singing “if you like to talk to tomatoes” in the backseat and grandma thinking she was an odd child…
Grandma at Christmas. Playing Gestures, playing dominoes, doing puzzles.
Grandma always told you what she thought, whether you’d like it or not.
Grandma liked to visit, but knew that limits were good too.
And now it’s time for her to go home. Ahead of us, and to be reunited with those who went ahead of her. She’s missed them for a long time. We will miss her too until it’s our turn as well.
I love you Grandma… see you later.
Being so excited to put in grandma’s garden every year… we’d get to spend a week at her house!
I once told my parents I wanted to move right next door to grandma so we could see her every day! But my parents said if we did that, then I wouldn’t ever get to sleep over at her house.
Candy!! Candy at her house, candy from the store, candy in her purse!
Grandma’s travels… how cool was it that I had a grandma who traveled the world??!!
Grandma staying with us for a week when my parent’s went to Florida. Grandma kept me home from school every day. I discovered school could be optional. But it sure helped me to not miss mom and dad so much too…
Grandma’s broken leg. Playing in her wheelchair.
Grandma punched me. She was so angry when she learned I’d gotten a motorcycle that she couldn’t speak so she socked me in the arm.
Grandma forgave me. I knew I was forgiven when she plucked the dead toad off my shift peg and tossed it away for me.
Grandma’s quilts and crocheted blankets. Such beautiful, special treasures. I still have my baby quilt. It’s a bit ratty now, but I will never let it go.
Taking grandma to JoAnne’s Fabrics whenever she’d come to visit and picking out yarn for her projects. Abby singing “if you like to talk to tomatoes” in the backseat and grandma thinking she was an odd child…
Grandma at Christmas. Playing Gestures, playing dominoes, doing puzzles.
Grandma always told you what she thought, whether you’d like it or not.
Grandma liked to visit, but knew that limits were good too.
And now it’s time for her to go home. Ahead of us, and to be reunited with those who went ahead of her. She’s missed them for a long time. We will miss her too until it’s our turn as well.
I love you Grandma… see you later.
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