Anyone who knows me well knows that I was/am close to all my grandparents. All four were/are (what tense do I use when I only have my Dado left here?) interesting, wise, loving and just really special to me. My Grandpa died in 2005, and my Grandma in 2011, and I processed each loss differently. We knew Nana would be going on to glory (I've always liked that phrase) very soon, so I got to tell her goodbye in person, which was hard and also precious to me. As I knelt next to her, listening to her breathe so hard, I kept thinking about how well she took care of me. I remember splinters and bee stings and she would quickly provide M&Ms, a Coke, a book, a tv show - whatever it took to distract from the pain and make me feel better. I wished I could have done that for her.
|Me and Nana, May 2008|
Still, as an adult, these qualities - loving to serve and connect with others, and to get a little dirty enjoying nature - truly amaze me, and I want to be like her. I won't even start on the beautiful commitment of 65 years of marriage to my Dado, except to say, they really took care of each other, and it's inspiring and something to aspire to.
|Nana and Dado and the GreatGrandkids, June 2012|
So, thanks be to God for giving me her. For giving her to all of us who knew her, really.
|GrandNana and Cadence, July 2011|