I would love to see her face to tell her I have five (5) grandchildren. She would start to cry and tell me how blessed I am. She would want to hold my two new babies at the same time -- she would know they had just come from heaven and had probably been given a kiss on the cheek by a loved one in heaven before being born into our family. Holding babies helped her feel close to heaven. As the great grandchildren started to come into her family, she told me that "all of her grandchildren were 'great' not just the new generation".
I would love to watch her give Willie and Parker a bad time for making fun of their "old" parents. She would shake her finger at them and tell them to be good "or else". (No one ever experienced "or else" that I'm aware, but it was not a good thing.) She would be amazed at what handsome young men they are!
She would love to hear from her missionaries -- Eddie in the jungles of Samoa; Rubie in the desolate Russia's Siberia; and, Meranda in the desserts of Paraguay.
She would be proud of her college grads and college students -- all grandchildren (of age) have or are working on postsecondary degrees/certificates (Annie, Haley, Melinda, Maddie, Alex, Peter, Lauren, Meranda, Chloe with degrees/certificates and Preston, Rubie, Natalie, Eddie and Emily in progress). Education was a top priority!
She would be glad to know I have a car with leather seats. Oh, how she complained about riding in the Trooper and trying to slide into it on a cloth seat.
If still here, I know I would have gotten a phone call from her at 12:10 a.m. this past Sunday morning so she could scream with excitement about Utah's insane win over BYU.
If something good has come from Mom's passing, it's been getting to know Dad in a close and tender way. I don't know if he loves me like Mom did, but he's getting there and I love him.
Mom, whereever you are in heaven, please know that we miss you and will always remember your love for us and our love for you.
2 comments:
Thanks, mom!
Beautiful.
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