There has been a lot of stormy weather in my life this past year. Most recently the passing of my Grandma. She's was one of the most amazing, crazy, stubborn, funny ladies I have ever known. Instead of flipping people off she would give you the pinkie in place of her middle finger. When my grandpa would tell me the story of how he first met her she'd smile and then get all serious and slap my grandpa on the arm and say "Stop it Bill" and stick out her tongue as he continued to tell the story. Or when my grandpa would tell us a joke for the billionth time she'd flash her fingers and make faces at him but yet she would still laugh at the punch-line no matter if she already knew it. She made the best iced tea I have ever tasted on the planet and taught me how to make it just the same. We would have KFC at least once a week just because it was her favorite. She would randomly take me to Baskin Robins 31 flavors and always get a banana spilt. She'd take me shopping and let me get anything I wanted and always buy my a cheese on a stick with a large lemonade and usually drink most of it, we would get home from shopping and she'd say take that upstairs... and don't tell your grandpa. She was absolutely amazing and I wish everyone I know knew my grandma.
She instantly adopted Deanna as her other grandchild when we brought her on a trip for my College Softball Try-out two summers ago. She fell in love with her and it was to me and Deanna that she said her few last words to and they were "I Love You" I called her Sunday night and got to hear her tell me as plain as day that she loved me, and she passed away early Monday Morning.
There are so many things I could share about my Grandma but this would be super super long. Not that I mind at all. I feel so blessed I got to spend my whole first year of college with her and my grandpa. It was one of the most eye-opening experiences of my life. I learned how strong both of them were in the short time I was there. They drove me bonkers and absolutely nuts but I wouldn't trade that one year for anything else in the entire world.
And I guess there is stormy weather in everyone's life... and only we have the choice to over-come the bad and make the good be the sun that out shines all of the horribleness that comes to us.
This Poem was apart of my Grandma's funeral and I believe its true.
God saw you getting tired
and a cure was not meant to be,
So he put his arms around you
and whispered "Come to Me".
With tearful eyes we watched you,
as we saw you pass away.
Although we loved you deeply,
we could not make you stay.
Your Golden Heart stopped beating,
hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
and a cure was not meant to be,
So he put his arms around you
and whispered "Come to Me".
With tearful eyes we watched you,
as we saw you pass away.
Although we loved you deeply,
we could not make you stay.
Your Golden Heart stopped beating,
hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.
-- Gilda Radner
-- Gilda Radner