February 23, 2011

6-2+2-1-1-1-1-1=1

You don't have to get hung up on math. 
It is the equation I need today... to remind me of my riches.  To have had six grandparents at any stage of my life, let alone two stages... is a blessing too big to fathom. 
I know that some people never even know one
But I didn't just have them, I knew them.  My life was impacted by theirs... and I have a storehouse of memories.  I am far beyond rich.  And as they have passed from this life to the promise of the next, I have cried and remembered... and fallen in love all over again. 

The call came last night... as we were on our way to celebrate a birthday.  I called my sister back from the car and we talked for less than five minutes.  I begged my husband not to tell anyone at the party.  I held it all in.  Until late last night, after I had finally spoken with my Dad.  My grandmother's passing was a blessing.  At 93 she was ready, perhaps past ready.  My swollen eyes attest to my sadness, but grief seems almost too strong a word.  Because she lived a full life that was decorated with friends and family... and the past years have not been as beautiful as one would hope for. 
But the ending? 
Oh, I hope it was lovely. 
I hope she was dreaming.  I hope memories danced before her eyes, and that my Grandpa was waiting just beyond them.  He was always known to be a grouch, so I'm sure he might have been slightly annoyed that it had taken her eleven years to find her way Home.  And I can just about hear her laughter as she brushed his scowl aside. 

Gently, knowing that tears are sure to follow, I let the memories resurface.  Hot oatmeal in her kitchen, and the bowl of ice cream that I stirred to melted soup... fluffy food.  Trips to the toy store... Barbies, Strawberry Shortcakes... and outfits too many to count.  Walks through Wheeler Park... all the way to the bench, passing the fallen down tree along the way.  Bingo at the hall... or in her living room.  Bedspreads that changed with the seasons.  Ravioli and soft biscotti.  Late night TV watched from the sofa bed, and the flash of her knitting needles, even in the dark.  Candy dishes... always full.  And that trip... when I was eight

These pieces of my life remind me how special, how important, a grandparent can be.  And I speak the words to the One who has them in His care... thank you.

13 comments:

Justine said...

Oh, Dawn. I am so sorry to read about your grandmother's passing. May your memories of her love bring you comfort and peace of heart. I will be keeping her, and of course you, in my prayers.
xokim

Tina said...

it's amazing to me the memories you never remember you even had. I remember telling her mom strained the tomato seeds out of the sauce for me.. and she did it! I too can see her giving grampa that wave of the hand and the "pff" at his grumpy's. I know the tears will come and I might not be able to stop them for a while. But that is ok. all part of the healing. i love you

Kelli said...

Praying for YOU and your family as you grieve the loss of this special woman!! ((HUGS))

Busy Bee Suz said...

I am so sorry for your loss...I know how important your grandparents are to you. And I agree, you were beyond blessed with the numbers here.
I have a feeling your grandpa would have a big smile on his face today...and not that scowl.
Those memories are just so sweet....


xoxoxoxo

Corinne said...

Oh Dawn... the tears...
Praying that your grandmother found peace, and your grandfather.

Jennifer Juniper said...

Oh my...sometimes a calm passing is such a relief. My husband's grandmother is in such pain and discomfort all the time and it would be such a blessing to have all that end.

Dawn said...

I'm so sorry for the loss of your grandma, Dawn. Wish I could give you a hug. What a privilege to have known her so long and to know where she is now. Praying for comfort for you all today.

HeathahLee said...

Dawn, I'm so sorry...Brooke McGlothlin wrote recently about her Grandfather's near homegoing, and it resurfaced memories of my precious Granddaddy...how blessed we are to have had grandparents who loved us...and KNEW us. I am praying for you and your family!

jenn said...

Dear Dawn, I am so sorry for your dear grandmothers passing! many prayers to you and your family. I understand what you mean when the passing is a blessing--my grandmother had Alzheimer’s and her last years just weren't the same. Your grandmother sounds like mine--a truly wonderful gift!

K said...

I'm sorry for your loss. I'm so glad you had a chance to know her, she sounds lovely.

Michelle DeRusha@Graceful said...

Oh Dawn, my deepest condolences to you and your loved ones. There is nothing quite like a grandmother's love. I know she will be missed -- but God is holding her, and you, tight.

tracie @ {tsj} photography said...

dawn ... friend ... your words are beautiful as always. thank you for painting this beautiful picture of a beautiful relationship. thank you for sharing it with us ...

praying peace finds you quickly ...

xoxo

Kay said...

Oh Dawn! I'm so sorry to hear about your grandmother. But loved the stories and the life you shared. I know it was a beautiful and precious (Ps 116:15) home going.

Hugs and love!