We lost our family matriarch this past Saturday. She was my husband's grandmother, but even more than that, she was our champion. When we announced our engagement, and were met with the disapproval of parts of his family, it was her quiet voice saying "Let them" which brought everyone to the church that day in June. As our family grew and others' opinions about the number of children grew also, it was her firm approval which calmed our detractors and ensured that each baby was met with joy instead of raised eyebrows.
It was her wrinkled hands that tugged socks off of baby feet because she loved to see the little toes.
She taught me about making pies, making dinner and how to live a quiet faith in a loud world. It was her frugal example which taught me to bargain hunt, clip coupons, and never pay full price for anything. She was our cheerleader, our sage, and the anchor holding my husband's family together.
The world is a poorer place today because she is no longer with us. Our loss is Heaven's gain. She has finally gone home as she was so anxious to do. Today, she is walking arm in arm with her sweet husband, Ruben, and at last in the presence of her sweet Jesus... just as she wanted to be.
We will miss you, Grammy, but I am so thrilled that you are finally there.