Grandmother

In loving memory of Grandmother. It's important to note that I did not say "My Grandmother" as she was not just a Grandmother to me and my sister, but to many others. Last week, while we were in Ash Grove, I had a lot of people tell me that she was like a grandmother to them, and so that's what they called her. Therefore, she's not just my Grandmother or Meredith's Grandmother, but Grandmother to all that knew her.

At the service for Grandmother, the preacher mentioned the ordinary days that made her life so special. What struck me about that is, while she thought they were just ordinary days, they were in fact extraordinary days to those who spoke with her or visited with her. She was extraordinary to others in such ordinary ways. She listened, she laughed, and she loved. I'm sure that everyone who knew her would agree.

I'm so blessed to have been in her life. I'm so thankful that she got to meet and get to know David and that she was present at our wedding. I have a lot of wonderful memories of her, and every time I take a "swig" of a Sprite, I will think of her.