To the woman who has had the biggest influence in my life. Our time with this amazing woman is short as she longs to be with the love of her life. I love you Grandma! I wish the distance wasn’t so far.
They say actions speak louder than words. I have seen the truth of this in my grandma. I treasure the moments we spent talking about life. And I value the example that she walked out right before my eyes. I learned so much through her actions, even more than I learned from our talks.
I have never been the type that needed to be the center of attention. I am content to just be present and observe. I enjoy watching as much as others enjoy the attention. So, with my grandma, I watched.
I watched her welcome everyone into her home. She had a special way of making everyone feel that they were part of the family.
I watched her treat people with dignity and respect, regardless of how they treated her or others.
I watched her respond to ugliness with grace and kindness.
I watched her be strength at a grandchild’s funeral. Then I watched as she wept with grief when she thought others had gone.
I watched her take care of hurting people.
I watched her love the unloveable.
I watched her as she selflessly loved her husband.
I watched as she was adored and loved by him.
I watched how her eyes lit up with joy as she danced in his arms.
I watched as she made sure everyone around was taken care of.
I watched as she served others without complaining.
I watched as she patiently explained the titiya recipe over and over and over to me until I finally got it.
I watched as she made more food than necessary so that when everyone left, they left with full stomachs, full hands and full hearts.
I watched how she treated her husband, and I knew that was the type of marriage I wanted one day.
I watched how she spoke to others, always with kindness, compassion, and gentle correction when needed.
I watched her when she lost her own son. She grieved. Yet, she never let bitterness consume her.
I watched her exude great strength. Many think that strength is shown with bold, boisterous gestures and loud, aggressive comments. But true strength is also a quiet, gentle-giant. It doesn’t bend or buckle under pressure. Instead, it stands firm against the storms of life. It doesn’t destroy others; it protects them.
I watched her for many years, even from afar.
I have always known that if I could be like any person on the face of the earth, she is the one I want to be like.
I want to live my life so full of love and so full of life that anyone watching me is affected.
I hope I can pass on these same traits to my children and my grandchildren and my great-grandchildren.
I love you, Grandma!