
My Grandma died this past weekend. She is in the center of the above picture.
Grandma O. has been living with Grandpa and Grandma S. (my parents) for the last
couple of years. They made her a special spot in their home that she could call her own.
A lovely little apartment, where her space was her own, but she was cared for
24/7. I think she loved living there, Grandma O. She was not only treated like a queen,
with her weekly hair appointment and her regular manicures.
She was surrounded by family who included her in their every activity, they loved
her too. She was surrounded by children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
Could it get any better for a Grandma??
She always loved a little something sweet...last summer I shared some apricot jam with
my parents and very quickly she decided that a apricot jam spread on literaly anything
you may be eating at the moment....was a very good thing;)
The true tribute is to my wonderful parents, who treated her with such respect, and dignity.
My parents cared for her better than she probably ever cared for herself.
I am amazed at the love that they showed to her, the hours of service they
gave to her. They both made sure that she was as comfortable as she could possibly be.
They are the picture of grace and dignity to me.
They have set the bar pretty high,
and I thank them for that. I am grateful for their amazing example of complete
and total charity.
We are blessed as a family to call them
Mother and Father