It's been three years since I wrote this post and for some reason, at that time, I chose not to reveal it publicly, but my feelings that I had then are still appropriate, so I have decided to share it now.
I'm having a hard time starting this post. I've started and deleted it several times already and I suppose I just need to keep writing. The problem is, it was a family event where we all gathered together and it was good to be with everyone as some we had not seen in a very long time, but the reason for the reunion was a funeral.
My husbands grandmother passed away this week, I had made a blog post about her a year ago February. She was 97 years old and had 8 children, 25 grandchildren over 44 great-grandchildren and 4 great-great grandchildren.
She was a very pivotal point of the family as you can imagine. In this family all roads led to Mom, Grandma, Great-Grandma and Great-Great Grandma, What a legacy has been accomplished through her life!
She was as sharp as a tack right up until the end.
Where there was always food in some form. I remember not wanting to let her know I was visiting because she would insist on cooking a meal, and not that I minded her cooking at all, especially the chewies, but I didn't want her to go out of her way for me. And when this was brought up to her she acted as if what she was doing was nothing. And I suppose with having raised and fed 10 people, preparing a little pot roast for lunch would have seemed like nothing!
It's funny how the busyness of life can consume you and the excuses make perfect sense at the time... and I do regret not making more time to visit with her, but at the same time I am also very thankful for time that I did have.
You are greatly missed Grandma.
August 15th, 1913 - May 24th, 2011