Today is my grandmother's funeral. I cannot be there today because of distance, but my thoughts are with my family. I have been pondering my relationship with her over the past few years. I remember when we got to spend the night at her home, we were given Kellogg's Corn Flakes sprinkled with sugar and white toast with melted butter. This was a special treat for us as we never got cold cereal and we always had wheat bread. She had the softest towels. They always seem to have just come from the store and were fluffy and soft. I commented to her one time about her towels and she told me that she had to give up other things because she wanted nice towels. That taught me about how we can have nice things in this world but it will mean a sacrifice in other areas.
One of my memories of Grandma did not actually happen with my grandmother. Our family was traveling the country visiting different historical sights. One night all us children fell asleep in the car. We were awakened and lead into my great grandmother's home in Tennessee. I remember being so tired and could just barely walk. I then heard my grandmother's voice and saw her silhouette in the door way. I was so relieved she was there. I felt at home and at peace knowing my grandmother was there to take care of me. I nestled into bed and slept peacefully the rest of the night. When I awoke I searched for my grandmother but could not find her. Instead I met her sister and realized she was the woman who had helped me the night before. But I will never forget the love I felt for my grandmother and the peace I received knowing she loved me.
Grandma and Grandpa raised 5 children. Both sons went on missions and 3 of their children were married in the temple. Of their great grand children 11 served a full time mission and 11 were married in the temple. What a great legacy. Grandma and Grandpa were not raised in traditional LDS homes but they taught the gospel to their children and they loved them. I now see how their teachings have spread to their grandchildren and I see it continuing in their great grandchildren.
I know my grandmother loves me. I am happy that she is no longer in pain and that she is reunited with her daughter Rebecca as well as a host of family who have already gone one before her. Goodbye Grandma, I look forward to being in your arms again.
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| Veda Carrie Lindsey Dew |
One of my memories of Grandma did not actually happen with my grandmother. Our family was traveling the country visiting different historical sights. One night all us children fell asleep in the car. We were awakened and lead into my great grandmother's home in Tennessee. I remember being so tired and could just barely walk. I then heard my grandmother's voice and saw her silhouette in the door way. I was so relieved she was there. I felt at home and at peace knowing my grandmother was there to take care of me. I nestled into bed and slept peacefully the rest of the night. When I awoke I searched for my grandmother but could not find her. Instead I met her sister and realized she was the woman who had helped me the night before. But I will never forget the love I felt for my grandmother and the peace I received knowing she loved me.
Grandma and Grandpa raised 5 children. Both sons went on missions and 3 of their children were married in the temple. Of their great grand children 11 served a full time mission and 11 were married in the temple. What a great legacy. Grandma and Grandpa were not raised in traditional LDS homes but they taught the gospel to their children and they loved them. I now see how their teachings have spread to their grandchildren and I see it continuing in their great grandchildren.
I know my grandmother loves me. I am happy that she is no longer in pain and that she is reunited with her daughter Rebecca as well as a host of family who have already gone one before her. Goodbye Grandma, I look forward to being in your arms again.
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