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Pull Up A Chair....

....and listen to a story of a phenomenal woman that I had the honor of knowing.

My Gramma, Oleta Marie Herndon, went to rock babies in heaven this week. I know this is what she is doing. Because it is what she did while we had her here on earth with us.

This woman, My Gramma, is the one who knew how to love unconditionally. She never seemed to judge. She loved her family fiercely. And boy did she love to rock babies and sing to them.

I spent a good deal of time with Gramma growing up. She was always up for playing games. Watching me run and swing in the yard. And rocking me and singing softly to me in her chair.

I am sure we all process grief differently. I am sure we all look back with possibly a few regrets and with memories that stick out to us. I am sure this is unique to each person.

I regret that I did not get over to see Gramma much in recent years. I always thought there was tomorrow. Even once we knew she was sick with Alzheimer's, I always thought there was next week. You always think there will be one more day.

I regret not taking Elodie over soon after she was born. While Elodie did meet Gramma, it was once she was in hospice and not awake often. I know Gramma knows we were there. And Elodie will know Gramma because I will tell her. But I wish I had taken her sooner.

I try to not to focus on those things. As there is nothing I can do about them now. What I can do is make sure I make the most of each day now. With those that are still here. And not wait for tomorrow.

I remember many things about Gramma. Many sweet, precious memories are floating about in my head. Ones that I will never lose or let go of. Memories that I will carry in my heart forever.

It is overwhelming to think of it all at times. When have known of a love that comes from a woman such as my Gramma......you cling to it always.

Words escape me at times as there seem to be no fitting words to accurately describe this woman. Maybe that is it....she is indescribable. To know her was to love her.


To Gramma,

I know you are watching over all of us now. I know you are smiling down from the heavens. I know you are resting when you are not rocking those babies.

It was a blessing to have you as my Gramma. I have never known a kinder, gentler soul. You had an amazing ability to love unconditionally and I thank you for that.

I will forever remember you. I see you in my mind....sitting in your chair. Always smiling and eyes lighting up at the sight of children.


I miss you. And I love you. You will never be forgotten.

All my love,
Your Granddaughter Abby
Gramma with Alexander.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Praying for the Holy Spirit to be of great consolation and comfort to you during this time of grief, Abby.

Love,
Rach

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