July is a month that always reminds me of my sweet grandmother. She was born in July, and passed away in July. She was one of the most beautiful and caring people ever. I attend church in the same church where her and my granddad were members. Sometimes I sit directly across from the choir loft that she sang in, and can almost hear her voice belting out those beloved hymns. When a lady walks by wearing Estee Lauder Beautiful, I breathe it in, because it reminds me of her. Although she has been gone for four years, she is still very much alive in the hearts of those that loved her.
Four years ago today I read this letter to my grandmother (aka Mamma) at her funeral. Today, in memory of my loving Mamma, I am sharing it with you. I know most of you never had the pleasure of meeting her, but I hope you'll read this and it'll remind you of your very own grandmother. If you're blessed to still have your grandmother around, give her a call today. It'll mean the world to her; I promise.
I realized today there are a few things I may have forgotten to thank you for:
Thank you for 10 PM snacks when I would spend the night as a little girl. Thank you for letting me sleep between you and Granddad. Thank you for making “real” popcorn and not that microwavable junk. Thank you for coming to Grandparent’s Day, my baptism, and watching me dance in high school and college.
Thanks for teaching me NOT to touch my face after picking peaches….just wish you would have told me beforehand. Thanks for making the best chicken fried steak in the whole county. Thanks for loving my Granddad for over 50 years.
Thank you for letting me live when my blue crayon melted in the tan interior of your new car. Thank you for taking me to Tooley’s, Tillets, Montgomery Wards and Holly Hamburgers every time I came to town…and for the Quick Check Chicken and Cherry Cokes made by Vera Mae.
(Kendall's First Cherry Coke made by Vera Mae at the local drug store)
Thank you for always trimming my bangs…even when I didn’t need it. Thank you for never finding that old metal comb after I hid it when I was 12. Thank you for the vocabulary lessons: because of you, I know now that dinner is really lunch, a devan is really a couch, and yonder is a place nobody really knows where is. Thank you for always having Little Debbie’s in the cookie jar. Thank you for always having equal pictures of Jason and I on the wall and refrigerator.
(Hey Jason, I said there were equal pictures of you at Mamma's, NOT on the blog.)
Thanks for not killing Kendall during her terrible two’s…and three’s…and four’s.
Thank you for teaching me about beauty. Your hair always looked perfect, you always smelled wonderful and always sported your gold and silver shoes. Kendall always said you looked like a princess in your Eastern Star Dresses.
Thank you for always telling me how proud you are of me. Thank you for never forgetting Kendall, even when you couldn’t remember my name.
And last, but definitely not least, thank you for never being ashamed to sing your loudest at church. Your love for God always radiated through you in song. I love you, Mamma!
Thanks for reading today! I hope you'll be inspired to spend some time with the people you love! My mom and I are off on an adventure with the kiddos at the aquarium today. I hope one day they look back and realize how blessed they are to have MY mom as their grandmother!
I hope you have a fantastic week!
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