After a long illness, my Grandma just passed away about one hour ago.
She was my last Grandparent. I was blessed in that I knew not only all of my Grandparents but all but one of my Great-Grandparents. I know a lot of my friends are unable to say the same so I know how lucky I was.
This photo was taken by my Mom about 15 years ago in my Grandma's living room. It's the only photo I know of with just me and Grandma in it. Grandma went to the trouble to have it framed and matted and presented it to me as a gift. She kept the other copy and it sat in her living room for years. That is, until all my cousins started having kids and I was pushed out by those cute infants-pesky tikes!!!!
I will never forget how when she gave it to me, rather than exclaim how happy I was that I finally had a photo of just the two of us, I immediately seized upon how bad my hair looked, my double-chin, I had my glasses on..*whine, whine*. How lame is that? I'm still shamed by it.
I've had this photo on my shelf for years. It sits near my computer in my office. At one point, I got over myself.
Grandma was a quite a fisherman. We had many fishing adventures together. She was a great one for stories: about her life on the farm as a young girl, her married life, her kids, dancing. Oh, the dancing! My Grandma and I walzed together often (yes, we did!). It was the only dance we: a) knew, b) didn't fight too much over who should lead! LOL! Grandma could lead or follow in dance and I was only taught how to lead (feminism don't ya know!)so it was pretty funny. In an effort to be accomodating I would let her lead and of course I rebelled at that and we'd end up out of time. LOL!
One of the things we've talked about as a family is having a big dance and a fishing trip in Grandma's honor. She would really like that.
Grandma did, Praise God!, receive the Final Sacraments. I should be completely overjoyed that she has an opportunity to see Jesus but, at this point, it's too new and I can only be sad. Sad for myself.
I'll be at Mass tonight. I think if you have to go, you can do a lot worse then go on Our Lady's Birthday!
Gentle Reader: Please remember my Grandma in your prayers. Also, if you could remember my Aunt, who cared for her during her final illness, that would be much appreciated as well. I'm trying to get my Aunt to come back to the Church and Grandma's illness has provided some opportunities for evangelization.