Goodbye Grandma

Over the weekend we buried my grandmother. The weekend before that I watched two friends get married. These events have me thinking a lot about the passage of time and the wealth/worth of a life. All kinds of deep thoughts have been swirling through my mind with advent of my ever-pressing job search, the death of my grandmother, and my soon-coming 25th birthday.

I took a good hard look at my family and all the traits I’ve inherited from them. As COLORFUL and sometimes nerve-wracking as they can be, I’m appreciative of all they passed on and rubbed off. We’re more alike than I ever imagined. Sometimes I’m to accepting, too forgiving like my mother. I can be loud and aggressive like my aunts, but bad at expressing feelings like my uncles.  I’m particular and outspoken like my father, and best of all, weird and intelligent like my cousins. It shouldn’t take a funeral to see that the indelible marks on your character are the fingerprints of your family.

The day of the funeral was a mess of hurried and incomplete thoughts. Tearful words of remembrance, and stories of the lives my grandmother touched. Earlier in the week I had been asked to speak, but when the day came that opportunity was forfeited. Teary-eyed church members and family friends filled the pews, and in our combined sentiment went over the time allotted in the program. In truth, everything I’d wanted to say was more significant to myself anyways, so I wasn’t too upset at not having the opportunity to share. But, I remembered I have a blog. So here goes.

“In thinking about my grandmother’s passing, I began to wonder After death. how much of a person remains on Earth?  Can pieces of them be found in belongings:clothing and jewelry to be collected. Would I be foolish in hoping that I could keep pieces of her, items of hers and that would be the same? Hoard her heart and keep her with me. What I can keep, what I’ll never lose in this life or the next, are the lessons I learned from her and the love I always felt from her. Whenever I would tell her about my assignments in school, a new job, or my career goals she would always remark the same way. She would smile, shrug her shoulders, and say ‘As long as you do your best, sweetheart.’ I have to wonder, am doing my BEST? Am I shooting for more? Acquiring more responsibility? Taking more calculated risks? Facing my fears? Finally, in sorting through some of her belongings and helping to choose her last outfit, I remembered just how fancy a woman she was. From her big dramatic church hats, to her timeless jewelry, to her wardrobe that took up three closets, she was the classiest person I’ve ever known. As I continue to live I want to carry with me those three things: to continue to feel her love, to do my best, and be as fancy as possible.”

Tomorrow would have been her 86th birthday. Happy Birthday, Grams! Love you.

Not-So-Negative, Nancy


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When Roze first went in 2012,  it was kind of like a journal ... that other people could read. Embarassing. But I'm realizing that my voice, my experiences, my representation and narrative are valuable. There's room enough for me too. My talents and interests. My time is now. Roze

5 thoughts on “Goodbye Grandma

  1. Hey I hope all is well. I buried my grandfather last December! It was very dramatic, I held his hand as he took his last breathe. I haven’t heard from you in awhile! I’ve been living in Ohio for 3 years now! Got a Master degree in Med Phys, worked a real job for 2 years and now I have returned to school to pursue a degree in medicine. Yes I am subscribed to your blog and I read your entires occasionally! 🙂


    1. Hey Trent! I’m ok. I’m in Miami! Good job going back to school! I still think about med school, but it seems like a distant memory now. I teach Middle School. Is this a private message? If so, I’ll give you my #!


  2. Sorry to hear about your g’ma, I pray you will be at peace knowing that she lived a full life and is with the Lord. Now you have your very own guardian angel to watch you live Your life to the fullest. God Bless. -Melly


  3. […] You will never just be “good”. You can never coast. You’re never comfortable. I will always want more or be just a little dissatisfied. There’s always more schooling to be had and someone younger or seemingly more qualified. But you will always have the upper had, so long as you are you. Free yourself of the need to keep up with the imaginary Jones’ {plot twist: they’re having an affair} or sustain appearances, just work hard and do your best. (Like Grandma taught me) […]

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