Gran was always up for fun. We giggled together, told jokes, and laughed a lot. My mom would often roll her eyes at us and walk away. Now I know why - I've done it to her with my kids:) It is even more fitting that my kids call my mom "Gran." It's such a reminder of what a special relationship I had!
Some of my favorite memories of my Gran are:
- Sunday afternoon lunch at her house every week (even though I didn't really like the menu!)
- Saturday morning shopping - grocery & the mall
- playing cards in the car on long trips to Tennessee
- eating lunch with her and grandad on Wednesdays when I finally left college and went to work!
- sitting in church on Sunday mornings with her and grandad when I was little
- her singing "Holy Spirit, breathe on me" in church... and then making fun of her singing it afterwards!
- whispering to her a "marginal" joke and us laughing hysterically about the punch line
- her pound cake - NO ONE can make one like she used to
- eating lunch (usually tuna fish sandwiches packed by her) at rest stops on long road trips
- Disney World rides with her beside me - and laughing the whole time
- spending the night at her house and her letting me skip brushing my teeth at night (which now I think is gross:)
- her washing my hair in her kitchen sink when I was little
- her loving on Stone until he was 9 months old
I do miss my Gran. Mostly I'm sad she didn't get to see all of my children. I do know, though, that would just be for my benefit. She is pain free, care free, and made whole - worshipping our Lord every moment of every day. I will see her again one day, and in that I take comfort.