Memories of My Grandmother

There are times when the memories of my grandmother come rushing through my mind. She was such a integral part of my life and helped shape who I am. It’s been over five years and I still refer to my grandparents’ home as “Grandmomma’s House”.

She wasn’t always the easiest person to be around, but after giving birth to twelve children pretty much back-to-back and having too many grandchildren to count – well, that could take a toll on a diva!

As one of the older grandchildren, I’m blessed enough to have memories of her when she was younger and more patient. Trips to the beach, walking to the Piggly Wiggly, running errands with her and my granddaddy.

As I got older and my family moved away, I remember making weekly calls to her. I looked forward to hearing her voice because it always reminded me of home and had a way of comforting me when life got hectic.

When I had my son, even though I was young and unmarried, she never was judgemental. She accepted him and loved him.  I’m so thankful that he has wonderful memories of her, too.

She helped to instill a love for God and helped nurture my faith.  As I was learning to read, I practiced by reading scriptures to her and my grandfather. She helped instill a love and passion for reading and appreciating the Scriptures and what they taught.

She taught me to always take care of family and that we had to stick together. Even though we get on each others nerves from time to time (some more than others!), I know who I can count on when I’m in need.

She taught me that tomorrow is not promised to anyone and to never take anyone or anything for granted.

I got my love of business and children from her. Helping to run her daycare in the summer and school vacations Yep! She was my first official boss.

She inspired me to start a stroke awareness foundation together with my best friend.  My hope is that we are able to help a grandchild have just a little more time with their grandmother with prevention and awareness efforts.

I never thought I could miss someone as much as I miss her, but I find comfort in knowing we will be reunited one day. That she is now free from pain and sickness. I know her memories and legacy live on in her children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

Be Blessed, Divas! Reach out to someone you love today (and everyday) and make sure they know how much they mean to you.