Friday in the middle of a stream, I received a call that I knew was coming. Before I answered the phone, I knew exactly what my mother would be telling me. With tears filling her eyes, she tried to get out of the words “your Mamaw passed away”. My grandmother had been sick for a while, to the point that my mother flew to Tennessee from Florida to visit and I even drove up as well (back in February). I am so thankful that I got to say goodbye, that I got to hug her one last time, and tell her how much I loved her.
My family is amazing, and it’s because they were raised by someone like my grandmother. She was seriously an amazing woman. She always encouraged, always loved, and always had a smile on her face. I LOVED visiting my grandparents as a kid. I’d watch my grandmother cook, we’d talk about school, and of course both her and my grandfather (he passed away about 9 years ago) would spoil me rotten.
I always admired my grandmother, the mother of 8 children but only 6 survived (2 passed at birth). They always gave, never complained, and always had so much love to give (to their families and to even complete strangers). Her and my grandfather both loved all of their children, their grandchildren, and now their great grandchildren. I hope that I have at least a small percentage of the kind of woman that she was.
She will truly be missed, because she was one hell of a woman.