Grandmother

My Grandmother passed away yesterday. I know that my Grandmother loved me. I can still hear her say, “Come here little darling” in her strong southern accent. I grew up going back and forth to Grandmothers. She lived a few hours away, but it seemed like forever to get back and forth to her house in the middle of East Texas. Walking into her house was like walking back in time. She ate lunch at noon precisely every day, no exceptions. She washed her dishes in a pan in the sink. She had a REALLY old refrigerator. She didn’t have a laundry room in her house. She kept her washing machine and dryer in the dairy down the road. She lived on a big farm. Her house had the biggest & best heater I’ve ever felt. She also had little space heaters that didn’t have covers. I was always afraid I would burn myself on one. :) Her house was like entering an oven on a cold day. It would almost smother you with the heat. Often I would go outside in the dead of winter without a coat just to cool off a bit from the house. Her bathroom scared me. I don’t really know why, but it did. :) The fixtures were old and the tub, toilet and sink were all stained. They were clean, just stained by the hard water. The door would often stick as well. That didn’t help any. Many times someone was stuck in that old bathroom. :) The bedrooms were off limits for most of my childhood. I always wondered what was so secret in the bedrooms that we weren’t allowed into. Haha She was always smiling when I grew up. She was very soft spoken, very timid. In the end, she had Alzheimer’s. Her personality was not the same. She wasn’t as shy or as timid as before. What a horrible disease. She was blessed with a peaceful passing, though. A final blessing from Heavenly Father for a lady who had had a rough life.