Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Grandma Meengs
Grandma Meengs went to Heaven today. She was peaceful in her last moments. I was fortunate to have visited with her over the last week. The past week I have been flooded with memories and emotions. On Sunday when I got to see her right at bed time she didn't recognize me. I admit I looked like I had been traveling all day. I gave her a hug and cried and cried. I was so happy I could see her. She whispered softly "Don't cry for me, I will be just fine" this made me cry even more.
There was something so very special about her. Her life was full. Full with my Grandpa's personality, those of you who knew him know what I am talking about, full of children. She raised 4 birth children and was a foster parent to more than 35 children. Full of her love for her Lord and serving her church. Full of travel, bowling, quilting, reading, but mostly making you feel like the VERY most special person in the world to her. As an adult I am able to recognize the amount of Love she had for me.
In the final days with her we had many short conversations and shared hot tea and coffee together. I wasn't afraid to see her like she was in the end, frail and tired. I knew she was ready. There was something I wrote in her journal she had in her room to document who and what was happening during the day/week. I shared a memory of how she would tickle your back. I am thinking of that now and how comforting that was to me. It made me feel like I was the most special person in the room. That simple gesture emitted so much love.
My cousin's wife had a baby while I was there and they used my Grandma's name for her middle name. Grandma was so touched she had tears in her eyes when we told her. I told her 4 girls had her name Me, my niece Vivian, my cousins daughter Julia, and now Lynnae she was very proud and touched. She looked me in the eyes and softly whispered "Andrea Theresea" it was her way of saying I LOVE YOU. Even in her last days she was making me feel so special. I will hold her in my heart now and cherish the memories that she made for me.
Here are some photos I found last night..
Grandma and me at the cottage
Grandpa and me at the house on Freeland
Grandma tickling my back
Graduation
Grandma and Aunt Pam at the cottage
There was something so very special about her. Her life was full. Full with my Grandpa's personality, those of you who knew him know what I am talking about, full of children. She raised 4 birth children and was a foster parent to more than 35 children. Full of her love for her Lord and serving her church. Full of travel, bowling, quilting, reading, but mostly making you feel like the VERY most special person in the world to her. As an adult I am able to recognize the amount of Love she had for me.
In the final days with her we had many short conversations and shared hot tea and coffee together. I wasn't afraid to see her like she was in the end, frail and tired. I knew she was ready. There was something I wrote in her journal she had in her room to document who and what was happening during the day/week. I shared a memory of how she would tickle your back. I am thinking of that now and how comforting that was to me. It made me feel like I was the most special person in the room. That simple gesture emitted so much love.
My cousin's wife had a baby while I was there and they used my Grandma's name for her middle name. Grandma was so touched she had tears in her eyes when we told her. I told her 4 girls had her name Me, my niece Vivian, my cousins daughter Julia, and now Lynnae she was very proud and touched. She looked me in the eyes and softly whispered "Andrea Theresea" it was her way of saying I LOVE YOU. Even in her last days she was making me feel so special. I will hold her in my heart now and cherish the memories that she made for me.
Here are some photos I found last night..
Grandma and me at the cottage
Grandpa and me at the house on Freeland
Grandma tickling my back
Graduation Party
Graduation
Grandma and Aunt Pam at the cottage
Friday, October 02, 2009
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