
My Aunt called me today to let me know that my Grandma passed away last night. They found her sitting on her couch this morning. They think she had a heart attack last night. Thankfully, I had just spoken to her last week after they had to put her 16 year old Toy Poodle, Daisy, to sleep. G-ma had sent me an email just a few days ago. She had finally gotten her computer up and running again and was able to read both this and my Oregon blog. She was excited to see pictures of the kids.
Grandma was 82 and lived in Tremont, Illinois. She had 8 children and my mom was one of them. Seems my mind is flooded tonight with memories. My parents moved to Illinois from Guam when I was 8 months old. They tell me I loved G-ma immediately. Went right to her as if I'd known her the whole time. I loved going to G-ma's house. The only time I ever asked for my mom was when I had a 104 temperature. Everyone wants their mom then.
My uncle died in a construction accident when I was 3. I was at her house after the funeral. G-ma cried and cried. I remember climbing up on her bed and saying, "Be happy, G-ma. Be happy." G-ma never forgot that. She reminisced about it not too long ago during one of our phone conversations. She sent me a plaque with that saying on it when I was little. It hung in my bedroom for years. I'm sure it's around here somewhere.
I got angry with my mom once when I was about 4 and I packed my little play suitcase, put my coat on over my pj's and went to the front door. When my mom asked where I was going, I firmly announced that I was "going to G-ma's to stay 2 weeks."
We moved to California and had flown to see G-ma for a visit. The night before we were supposed to fly back home, I came down with the chicken pox. Dad had to fly home without us, but I was excited because I got to stay another week!
I remember G-ma coming to stay with us for a few months when we lived in Hawaii. Mom was having surgery and G-ma came to help out. We were cleaning the upstairs bathroom and came across an ugly Cane Spider. They are furry and as big as your hands but absolutely harmless. Except to give you a fright. G-ma and I both screamed and ran like little girls. What a sight!
She was there when I graduated from high school. She came to Florida and we all went down to spend an entire month at my Uncle's condo in Naples. G-ma and I would go to the pool and lay in the sun together and just talk.
I remember going through old black and white photos at her house after Grandpa died and telling stories. I remember laughing until we cried. We did that a lot. G-ma was so funny! We always had so much fun together.
I remember a big chunk of our family going to Disney at Christmas time. There were 18 of us. We stayed together the entire day and would take up entire rides. I think we all fit in a Small World boat, and a huge section of Thunder Mountain Railroad. But I can not ride Space Mountain to this day without thinking of her. She was 70 years old and got on Space Mountain for the first time. She rode the car in front of us with Marc and my cousin. Russ and I were in the car right after them. When we rounded the corner to where you get off the ride, G-ma was on the floor. My heart sank as I just knew she was having a heart attack. Come to find out, she was laughing so hard that she fell on the floor when she got out! She was perfectly fine!!! We all laughed until we cried.
She was at my wedding. She worked so hard making homemade mints for the reception. They didn't work out because of the humidity here in Florida so she went out and bought a bunch of Fannie Mae's instead.
She met Jarod about 5 years ago. That was the last time we were up there. It was shortly after my mom died and we were traveling to Colorado for a Campus Crusade Retreat.
All families have their "stuff" and ours is no exception. But no matter what has happened, I've always known that G-ma loved me. Even though we lived far away, she is a vibrant person who played a big role in my childhood. I am so very thankful to have had her in my life. She will be greatly missed.
7 comments:
You have such wonderful memories to help you "be happy" at this time of great loss. You're surely in my heart and prayers, Cami.
My heart aches for you! I know it's hard but Thank God for precious memories! You'll be on my heart and in my prayers.
God Bless,
April Farr
hi Cami,
I am sorry to hear of the loss of your Grandma. Sounds like you have wonderful memories of times spent with her. I will be praying for you.
What a wonderful tribute to your Grandma! How blessed you are to have such sweet stories as you reminisce with your children of their great-grandma. I remember my grandma in the same way...she made us laugh until we cried :) I pray that I may be the kind of grandma you have so lovingly described!
You are in our prayers, Cami.
Love you, Jana
Even though I'm sure you would want to have her longer, how blessed you are to have had your grandmother into your adult years.
I wish I could have had memories past the time I did. Reading yours brought smiles to my face. Me and Kelly definitely will be praying for you.
Cami: I was so sorry to hear of the loss of your Grandma for you and Marc. I do remember meeting her here and when your Mom helped me drive to Ill, her to visit with her Mom and me for Johnny's graduation. My heart and prayers go out to you.
Love you,
Sandee
Hi Cami..I loved Betty so much too. Since my mom passed in April we have been having loads of fun. Between grieving. She made it a point to check on me and to make sure to let me know that I still had her as my mom. I know the day that we went to pick her up for lunch was suppose to be one of our Fun Days. We couldn't get her to answer the door when usually she came right out the door. It was frightening to not get in and not know if she fell or needed us. I will never forget that day. So I am so happy she had you in her life. Don't you ever for get this Cami,, G-ma loved your momma. I just wish things would have not got too out of sorts but the day your mom passed I left work and spent the day with Betty. She cried all day and sobbed. I know..I was with her. So were my kids..She did love her so much. So with saying that.. I enjoy your blog and read it.. We love you guys. Aunt Pam
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