Grandma

On Monday, December 29 one of the most beloved people in my life was taken early from this earth. She was an important part of who I am; her grace and love are woven throughout my existence. Though she is gone, I will have so many cherished memories of her presence in my life.

I remember...

Manicures and pedicures and lovely shades of pink

A beautiful garden that stopped people in their tracks

An aromatic kitchen with the promise of delicious things

Trips to San Francisco and picnics in the park


I remember...

Enduring patience with my swimming lessons

Playing dressup with your jewelry and finding gum in your old purses

Trips to Yosemite and Bodega Bay (I'm sorry you couldn't find me)

Playing solitaire and rummy for hours in your kitchen


I remember...

Shopping trips in Santa Rosa

Getting perms at your salon

Traveling adventures in your motor home

Your frustration with Rush Limbaugh while Grandpa snickered next to you


I remember...

Playing Barbies in your garden with Boots by my side

Easter egg hunts in your backyard

The excitement your visits would bring during Christmas and summer

The disappointment I felt as I watched you drive away


I remember...

Taking bets on who would first make you laugh so hard you cried

Your tears of joy when my good news reached your ears

Your encouragement and praise; I felt I could do no wrong

Your loving smiles and reassuring hugs


I remember...

Your presence during my most important milestones

Yours was the first face I saw the morning my baby sister was born

The love you so easily gave to Ben

The love you already had for your great-grandson


I remember...

Your love for your husband

Laughing when you called him Rick with that teasing look in your eye

Watching you two hold hands and share kisses and hugs

Inspired by your relationship that seemed stronger with each passing year


I remember...

Your beauty and your grace

Your inspiring presence in my life


I remember...

You, always


Love,
Your Nets

One short sleepe past, wee wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.

-John Donne