A Little Bit Of Everything

When I remember my Grandma I think about a little bit of everything

A little bit of her kind heart, a little bit of her brave spirit, of her feisty sense of humor, a little bit of her warm smile, of her generous nature, and more than a little bit of her faith in God

Just like at family dinners, where she would always try a little bit of everything

She was always willing and open to finding the good in what she was given

You would never spend more than 5 minutes with her without seeing a smile on her face

She was not one for petty gossip or judgment, and always had good things to say about someone

She loved her family and her church and would take interest in anything you were willing to share

You could plan to visit for only a short time and end up spending hours at the house

Simply because she would ask about everything and would listen to every word

All while offering you anything but the kitchen sink (and maybe even that, if you asked nicely)

A fridge stocked with sodas and ice cream, an envelope full of coupons, duplex cookies in the brown tin, licorice bites from the cross-stitched jar, or pink thingies from the tupperware canister

You could always feel welcomed and accepted at Grandma and Grandpa's

They have given such a beautiful example of family and they are a shining light of hope for marriage

If the term "fighting like an old married couple" could be found in the dictionary

There would be a picture of my grandparents along with it

They bickered about what day who called or what grandpa ordered last time they were out

Of course this almost always came to the conclusion that grandma was right and grandpa was wrong

But just inside the bickering was an obvious deep love and respect for one another

A love that anyone who met them could tell would last forever

I thank God that I was blessed to spend my life in the company of this love and in the company of such an extraordinary woman, my grandmother

~ RIP ~ Mabel Fern Amand "Grandma" ~ 1925-2010 ~
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