You
Were
the Wind Beneath My Wings
These people are the soul of my life!
I was very close with two, my mother's
parents. Because of them I learned
how to live, enjoying life. And,
cherishing their presence.
Dearly known as "Jake", my grandfather
was the first to introduce me to
fishing. We were buddies! He was
a man of wonderful, kind-hearted character.
I don't recall that he was ever
really
angry. He really took pride in
himself & his own...not that that means he was
egotistical, on the contrary. He just
had lots of stamina, courage, and strength.
When I was a youngster, he also showed
me discipline. I remember once
I sassed at him, and he took
his back hand to me! I could raise my kids
back in those days, when a parent --or,
in this case, a grandfather babysitting,
could discipline a childs wrong doing
without interference from the outside.
That night, while my folks were
out for a quiet dinner, my dear
grandfather showed me just how
important it is to respect an elder!
He's been gone in body for nearly
seven years, but still with me
by my side with his love. He was
there for me whenever I needed him
without question, and sometimes...
whenever I feel lonely or down in
mood, he's still near, and
smiling down on me to guide me
or cheer me up. Grandpa, you're
missed, but I'll remember that I was
your Bitty Buddy. That will never
fade from my mind. Even when I'm 80...
My grandmother is one I hold dear
to me too! A loving woman. I
also learned from her. Hey, we
both had/have the same favorite
colors. *s* This woman had a quality
beyond compare. Her eyes so blue,
with a sparkle there when she'd see
her grandkids. She was fun.....
and
funny! Her strength was her love
for everyone. She was a friend always.
To watch her sit down and play a card
game is a memory for me that will
remain with me to eternity....so cute.
Her first concern was
her family...so unselfish was she. But,
in later times as I grew older, her
health failed. She suffered several
minor strokes, and that kept her from
really comprehending several things
surrounding her. Yet, as I was told
as tales around the kitchen table goes,
she was a fighter with
quite a bit of "spunk" to the end.
I secretly think deep down, she knew
I was to have a second child.
She stayed with us, quietly in her
own thoughts....yet, when my second
son was born, and she was introduced to
him...she soon passed from this earth
knowing her youngest granddaughter's life
was now full, and she satisfied. Boy,
we all knew the inevitable would come....
but, oh how I dreaded that one last call
telling me of our loss. I truly feel
she is above me, looking down on me and
cherishing the times as she watches my
boys grow. Grandma, you're with me
in thought, daily. You should know
you were/are my hero...
My grandparents on my father's side...
I really never got a chance to know
them well. Yet, there are memories.
And, good memories. My grandmother was
always busy making me something. She
gave me a sense of togetherness when
she
was
with me. She died when I
was in High School. Tho the likeness of
her is dim, I too think of her often.
With the death of my father's mother, and since my
marriage and becoming a mother myself, I was
privileged to have my grandfather's company...
Before his passing a few years ago, he would
frequently come to visit us. As he sat
by my side at the table or in the living
room, we chatted for hours. From him, I
am proud to say, I've learned a lot of my
heritage. His love of chat & gossip, and my
strong yearning to learn of our past made us
at times, inseparable. I'll always have a fond
recollection of our precious few times
we've shared and will always see him in
my thoughts and reminiscing.
My husband's Grandparents
This lady, strong and supportive as she
was, took my husband into her home
and nurtured him through his teen years.
Aged now, and in a nursing home...she
still carries her strength within my
husband. He was taught discipline
courage and tenderness by her. For
what she did, taking him into her home
and life, we thank you for your
unselfish manner and unconditional love.
We both love you tenderly.
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