hey all, quick warning. this blog is pretty much just for me. I mean, I'm posting it, and if you read it, that's fine. But I'm making a list for me of things to remember, and for me to have out on the web so I can always come back to it.
my grandmother passed away this week, and we had the funeral yesterday, and so, I'm working though it. But I made this list of memories one night after she was gone, and I wanted to keep it. Some are great and random and some are just fun. Ask me about them sometime if you want. my grandma was the best, so sharing stories is always okay. here goes...
::memories with mo::
> having a birthday buddy for 28 years (we had the same b-day)
> her house with the bright blue carpet
> the cars I played with at her house
> eating double stuff oreo's.
> going with my mom at least once a week to hang out and help house clean
> my growing/maturing ice cream palate (all before age 10). as follows:
* lime sherbet
* peppermint
* butter pecan (which I didn't like, and still don't)
* after dinner mint
> her keeping up with my changing soda preferences (some order similar to this):
* coke - dr. pepper - pepsi - coke - grape slice - pepsi - orange slice - grape slice - pepsi
> her spending the night with our family @ christmas, which was the best. make AWESOME cinnamon rolls on christmas morning, and open presents together (until i was an early teen?)
> watching the OJ Simpson highway chase (which didn't make sense. we didn't like OJ per se, but it was weird and we were over there hanging out, so we watched it)
> her house had a BIG hill in the back yard, which meant one thing: high speed slip 'n slide.
> climbing the crab apple tree in the back yard.
> racing her car in our front yard when I was a kid and she would leave to go home. (which grew from our yard to the neighbor's, and was almost 4 yards long before we retired the game.) she always let me win, though she made her car sound impressive with some neutral revving.
> the pillow she had in her car. had this massage thing that was dying, and it always made me laugh because I thought it sounded like a fart. she always put up with that too.
> her passenger window in her oldsmobile. it made an AWFUL sound when you rolled it up.
> beating on her pots and pans when I was a little kid. they all thought I would be a drummer when I grew up. whoops. : )
> her laugh/smile
> going with her places. I remember this one time we went to target, and I really wanted some cheesy toy, and I was being a brat about it, and she lovingly yet firmly told me to let it go. I still remember that, and hope to discipline my kids like that.
> going with her to kamp's, back when it was still a grocery store. i think about that every time I go eat there.
> visiting her up at epworth, in her various places. in her first apartment, she used to wave from the balcony when we would leave. i will never forget that. spending time there with her (with the fam or alone) were the best times. and she still kept oreo's around for us when we visited.
> eating lunch/dinner with her at epworth. I would show up in jeans and a polo (or something very un-fancy), but she would introduce us to everyone at dinner like we were the president.
> the green robe she made me when I was a kid. that thing was awesome.
> watching anything OSU with her. though, specifically football. she knew more about the football team player's, stats, etc. than i ever did. even recently.
> spending the night at her house when I was a kid.
> it was a big deal when she got cable, we got to go watch all sorts of stuff we didn't have at my house. lots of nickelodeon, and I remember watching rin tin tin episodes when I would spend the night.
> i remember hot chocolate and apple cider at her place when it got cold. good alternative to oreo's and milk in the winter.
> being in mother's day out with her. I remember thinking I would get away with more if she was in the room b/c she was my grandma.
> I remember my sister and I would try to sneak up on my mom and her while they would talk and we would play. she would always play along, but was ALWAYS aware which corner we would peek around. we never got through without getting caught.
> her and my sister getting into "love you more" fights. they would always work through this progression of who loved who the most, and it would always build and build and end in a lot of laughter and hugs. maybe the best game ever to play with a grandparent.
I will come back and add probably as I remember things, so feel free to come back and add to them in comments if you like. lots of memories.
I think the thing I loved most about her was that she taught me all about loving people well. She did a lot of things right, and she loved everybody so much. Her taking care of family was such a big deal for her, and she was incredible at being a leader in the fam, both in words of love and encouragement, and in actions. Simple things like giving grandkids cookies, telling people she loved them, spending time together.
Maybe it is nostalgia for me to run around places like kamp's and other places and such, but I think between how I grew up and knowing/watching how she lived, I learned a lot about the need to love people well, and the importance of loving where I live. And it has made loving OkC really easy too.
I will miss her terribly, but I have a lot of memories obviously. and those memories will help on days missing her hurts. and I trust that I will see her again, and it will be so much better the next time. Still hope she has oreo's though, and maybe coffee instead of milk, though I will always go for milk and oreo's. I could never outgrow that.
love on purpose.
live deeper.
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