Tuesday, November 07, 2006
A Sweet Flower - Rose
It seems I'm always mentioning my happiest memories as a child when my grandma was alive and when the whole family was together in AZ. So, I thought I would write about my grandma and what a wonderful and fun lady she was. These are pictures of my Grandma around my age now but probably a little younger than that. I love old pictures and both of these especially. I have many other pictures of her as a young, beautiful woman, and I wish I could step back in time just to get a glimpse of her then. I'm sure she was just as funny and witty as she was when she was older. I was fifteen when, for some reason, God took her away from us. She had the horrible cancer of leukemia and it wiped out her body. Her life was cut too short for reasons that I will never know about until I get to see Jesus again. I wish she would have lived longer to see my graduation of highschool and college, met my husband and given her approval, and someday would have had the privilege of being a great-grandma. As a teenager, you don't fully understand what is going to be missed out on, but now I realize everything that we have missed together. I don't like to say that I was "cheated", but in a way, I do feel as though I've been robbed of the time and memories that could have been made with her. Rose came from a poor and large family in Yuma, AZ. Her father ran out on her mother when she was a little girl, but she was raised by a fantastic step-dad. Her step-dad, my great-grandfather, just passed away a month ago. He was 103 years old and "Ta Ta" (our name for him) was as coherent and as spunky as ever. He died peacefully in his sleep. She said that she always considered that man her real father; he had given her the love that her real dad didn't have the courage to give her. She had a total of eleven brother and sisters, but all of the brothers died as babies, young children, or young adults to either some type of illness or accident. The sisters remained close as ever and they were all a close knit family.As a child, I absolutely loved going to Yuma to visit my great-grandparents, my grandma and grandpa, my aunts and uncles, and cousins. Everything was just right and fun when we were all together. My grandma was always making some type of comment or joke that cracked everyone up...there was just that certain feeling when we were all together. When I go down to Yuma now, even though only a few of the sisters are left, I somehow still feel as though my grandma is with us. It's like I feel her presence and I'm just a step closer to her. I don't ever feel that anywhere else. I still find myself crying for her eleven years later--crying for the years and memories that we weren't able to have together, crying for my dad who misses his mom so much, crying for the simple fact that those days of childhood with her are the past and how I wish at the time I realized that you can't take people in your life for granted and thinking they are always going to be here with you. We all miss her and it seems like yesterday I was dancing around the Christmas tree and acting like a goof ball just to make her smile and laugh at me. That is the last memory I have of her before she died. I'm glad it's a happy one!
posted by Gracey at Tuesday, November 07, 2006 -
2 Comments:

  • At 11/08/2006 1:58 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    YES.....SHE WAS VERY SPECIAL. TWO BOYS COULD NOT HAVE BEEN RAISED BY A BETTER MOTHER. WE MISS HER SO MUCH IT ALWAYS HURTS THINKING ABOUT IT. I WISH I COULD HAVE HAD 10 LIFE TIMES WITH HER. I THANK GOD TO HAVE JUST HAD HALF OF A LIFE TIME WITH HER. TO KNOW PURE LOVE AND COMMITMENT FOR HALF A LIFE TIME IS BETTER THAN NOT TO KNOW IT AT ALL.
    YES.....SHE WAS VERY SPECIAL TO US. I MISS YOU MOM

    FOR YOUR READERS

    I WOULD LIKE TO SHARE THE WORDS TO A SONG THAT REFLECTS MY FEELINGS TOWARDS MY MOM.PERHAPS YOU SHARE THE SAME FEELINGS IF YOU HAVE LOST A MOM.

    MOTHER I MISS YOU

    IS IT ME OR HAVE I DECEIVED MYSELF
    I THOUGHT I HEARD YOU CALL MY NAME
    OUT IN THE POURING RAIN
    I REALLY THOUGHT I SAW YOUR FACE
    BUT AFTER A SECOND LOOK
    I SAW I MADE A CLEAR MISTAKE

    MOTHER I MISS YOU
    AND NIGHTS I JUST WISH YOU WERE HERE WITH ME
    SO WE CAN LAUGH AND TALK AGAIN

    SO MUCH I WANT TO SHOW YOU
    SO MUCH I WANT TO GIVE
    I THOUGHT OUR TIME WOULD BE MUCH LONGER
    MISSING MY BEST FRIEND

    MOTHER I MISS YOU
    AND NIGHTS I JUST WISH YOU WERE HERE WITH ME
    SO WE CAN LAUGH AND TALK AGAIN
    MOTHER I MISS YOU
    BUT I,LL JUST KISS YOU AND SEND IT ON THE WIND
    CAUSE YOU KNOW I PLAN TO SEE YOU AGAIN

    I CAN TRUELY PRAISE OUR LORD, JESUS CHRIST, HE MAKES IT POSSIBLE TO SAY, I KNOW I PLAN ON SEEING HER AGAIN.

    WLD JR

     

  • At 11/08/2006 2:06 PM, Blogger Gracey said…

    Dad: You made me cry when I read this. I know you miss her every day even though it's been several years since she has been gone. Isn't it great to know that we will see her again in heaven! Love you!

    Chelle: I absolutely adore old photos like this even if they are of people I don't know. There is just something about the whole era that fascinates me.

     
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