A Testimony of My Family

11 years ago today at the age of 58 years, my precious Grandmother passed away from oxygen deprivation. After years of hard life her lungs eventually turned fibrous and she was unable to breath without the aid of an oxygen tank. She made the decision to go rather than stay and have her quality of life become diminished having to depend on others to give it to her. Literally she went into the hospital on a Friday and by the next Thursday she had gone on to see the Lord. What an experience to have at such a young age.
My Grandmother was an incredible person in her later years. I knew the Grandma that would do just about anything for her family. In fact she gave me my first paying job and at 13 years old. I was making $7.00 an hour when min wage was still $4.25. Granted I didn't work that much but I was making money and learning how to run a business that later on in life would benfit me tremendously.
She taught me work ethic and how to love and bring together a family in spite of disfunction. She taught us how to have fun and have the biggest funnest parties ever!
Christmas and Thanksgiving were my favorite times of the year. I can remember staying in her custom built mansion on a private golf course where we would all stay at her house and stay up waiting until the last minute to get to bed and wake up super early on Christmas morning to open presents. We of course would be the first ones up and quietly sneak into our grandparents room and ask if we could 'watch cartoons' at 6am in the morning. Gram's house was always the funnest for 'we could do no wrong.' How we did these things I don't know, we would stuff ourselves silly with every kind of candy, junk food and various kinds of goodies that my grandmother would cook. She taught us how to put on a spread, thanks Grandma!
My Gram was an elegant woman that always presented herself at her best. She taught me how to become a lady. I can remember her taking me to my first 'real' restaurant and teaching me how to use all those forks and spoons that looked like a wreath of silver surrounding my plate.
She taught me how to make my eyes smile and sparkle and be a true person.
I love and miss my Gram super bad. What could she have added to my life at the age of 23? Where would I be in life if she were still here? I wonder sometimes Gram what would life be like with you here today, I think of you always and thank God everyday that one day I will be with you again. I love you dearly and hope to see you one day.
As a tribute to you Gram, I'm going to make the quality of my life better in dedication to you, one of the most wonderful people I know.

~Love your precious granddaughter