Wyld Creativity: Tribute to Grandma

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Tribute to Grandma

A Tribute to my grandma, the most beautiful woman I know.
I can remember back when I was just little. Our family never lived close to Grandma and Grandpa but we visited them quite often. My earliest memories were of going to grandma’s house with the white picket fence and great big oak tree.

I remember the basement of fun, the old Barbie dolls and authentic Barbie clothing, even groceries and camper. The little electric piano and the barber shop. I thought Grandma and Grandpas place was amazing.
They had the coolest games; I remember playing twister and battle ship for the first time at their place and I have a faint memory of a game called spill the beans. Grandmas place was just exiting, the tall blue carpeted stair case led to an attic filled with treasures and two bedrooms that were where we always stayed when we came to visit. One was small and one was big with intricate angles in the ceiling. All of the furniture and decorations were unique pieces you never saw anywhere but at Grandmas. Even the stool we all sat on in the kitchen while mom, Pam and grandma did dishes was something people would pay hundreds of dollars for today.

I can remember helping my grandma put on more than one yard sale, everyone always loved her yard sales because they had so many neat things. I can remember walking down to the 5 cent carrousel in Port Dalhousie every time I came to visit and walking along the pier feeding the ducks in the water. There are so many things I can remember it’s hard to mention them all and not leave anything out. I can’t forget the many days spent at the Rice’s playing in the pool while Grandpa worked baseball games and pumpernickel bagels with a cream cheese I still can’t find today.

One thing that Grandma always made special was my birthdays. Every year she sent me a hand painted glass girl with my new age on it up until I was 16. II remember one year for my birthday she made me this incredible picture which I still have today. (I will put it up next time I talk).

Even though I lived far away she always made a point to send me a beautifully written birthday note and when I was in town the most delicious baked cake I also remember special homemade cottage cheese perogies; Yummy. I remember getting hand written notes from Grandma and Grandpa in the mail when I was a teenager, not for any occasion just because they loved me. I remember whenever they went on a vacation they brought back something special for me, like the drawings from England. Christmas was always something special. Homemade treats and goodies were sent to our family in the mail to make sure we had a taste of home. My Grandma continued to encourage me throughout my life, whether it was in my faith or with my relationships, She was a woman who had amazing wisdom and unconditional love.

Even the latest memories I have are so precious. I remember the first Christmas after Kyle and I had just been married, getting a special homemade gift from Grandma. It was a red hand sewn hot bag for my back when it was sore. It had a little brown teddy bear on it. I still use it all the time. Kyle got one too, in grey. I have recent memories before Grandma got sick of her encouraging me and telling me how beautiful I was and how much she admired the progress I was making with my life. It meant so much to hear that coming from her. Grandma was the most incredible woman, when it came to sewing, baking, and gardening and pretty much anything you could imagine under the sun; Grandma was a pro.

Thinking about her now tonight I am so sad to imagine her gone. She has left such an impressionable, amazing mark on my life. I can’t imagine anything special happening without her. She always made the most amazing family feasts. The authentic Salty Beef meal and signature apple pie but more than that she has always been the wise, comforting family member who does not pass judgment but is always there to help where she can.
That is the grandma I know I love and the grandma I know will continue to bless everyone’s life around her.

No matter what happens now I pray that Grandma knows how incredible she is and how amazing she has made the last number of years. I love you grandma, you deserve only the best and that is what I pray you will be having.
I know you can’t read this right now but I will be there to see you soon and until then I pray that you have peace and assurance knowing how much you’re loved by all of us and how special and beautiful you truly are. I know God is there taking care of you, his angels are everywhere around you. You have nothing to fear.

I love you Grandma.

3 comments:

eliza said...: That's lovely Heather, you have captured her exquisitely.

aunt elizabeth; October 9, 2008 at 1:24 PM
Blondie said...: Heather - I'm so sorry for your loss. You wrote that she was sick, but I didn't think it would happen so fast.
I'm know (and I'm thankful) that you're strong enough to get through this. I'm also glad that you and your family are so close. It really makes a difference I'm sure.
If there's anything you ever need, please let me know.
-Auste; October 9, 2008 at 8:58 PM
Anonymous said...: Wow Heather that is beautiful. Memories are such a comfort and so powerful!; October 10, 2008 at 8:13 PM

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The Story of a Prince and a Girl who Dreamed of finding Her Prince.

Once upon a time there was a young woman named Ruby; she lived in a far way kingdom where only the stars in the sky could light the way. The kingdom was tall and made of stone. Inside, it had all of the finest linens and tapestries with winding stair cases, golden mirrors and exotic flowers that stretched the kingdom’s stone walls. The kingdom was surrounded by a large creek bed and had a large wooden draw bridge outside the tall black iron front gates. Beyond the kingdom were many forests, pastures, rivers and hills.

The young woman lived in the kingdom with only her two servants Nigel and Jasmine. They had been with Ruby ever since her mother gave birth to her and have cared for her and loved her since the great royal war that took her family tragically away from her. Years had past since then and Ruby was a young woman now. Since the great royal war she had not seen another person beside her servants. The lands had been deserted as other kingdoms were destroyed and abandoned. No one knew this kingdom existed. It stood in a far off place that only one deserted over grown pathway in the forest would lead to.

Ruby spent her childhood growing up playing with all the animals in the forest, she had names for all of them and would spend her days dancing in the pastures and walking along the creek bed throwing stones into the water. She was content those days as she lived free and enjoyed every tree, every stone, and every pathway near the kingdom. She loved her home but she missed her family and many times she felt alone.

As Ruby grew older she began to stop playing in the pastures and instead she spent her days walking along the creek bed dreaming of finding love and not being alone anymore. Every night outside her balcony she would spend time looking out into the stars and making wishes that one day soon a wonderful man would find the unmarked path in the forest that would lead him to her kingdom.

Nigel and Jasmine were very old now; Ruby took time to care for them and tended to their needs. She would gather food from the garden and make them food to eat and get them blankets to make sure they were comfortable when it was cold. She was not sure how much longer they would live but one thing she knew was how much she admired they’re love for one another and she hold that in her heart for as long as she lived.

It was a warm fall evening; the leaves from the trees were lightly falling as the sun began to set. Ruby was standing on her balcony in her long white silk night gown. As the dark sky began to shine, a light breeze bustled against her gown and her long brown hair blew lightly in the wind. She stood with her hands on the balcony ledge and wished to the stars like she had so many nights before singing” Star light Star bright bring my prince home to me tonight” She stared up into the dark blue sky and began to talk more to the shinning stars.

Just as she was looking up into the sky, talking to the stars a man was following the pathway from the forest that leads to Ruby’s kingdom. He was beginning to approach the edge of the pathway he had began journeying on earlier that day and was about to step on to a beautiful white shiny stoned pebble walk way that would lead up to a draw bridge and to Ruby’s kingdom.

The young man had been travelling for months only eating what he could find along the pathway. Henry was a prince from the golden city of Persia. He was on an expedition when he was captured by rivals and taken to a far away land where he was imprisoned in a place he did not know. Months ago after many nights planning Henry escaped while the guards were sleeping. He thought he would be able to journey home by recognizing land marks but once he had fled the guards he realized that he was further from home then he ever imagined and much to his dismay he did not recognize any of his surroundings. He had been following the sun in hopes of finding his way home. Each day he walked further hoping that one day the pathway would lead him to his family.

Earlier that day Henry had been walking though the forest with large green bushes and fruitful trees around him when he saw a small unmarked pathway that was ragged and old. There were no fruit trees, only old tall trees and an old pebble pathway that seemed run down and abandoned.

He was going to continue to walk on the pathway he had been but something caught his eye as he walked past this abandoned trail. Henry saw a small red ruby attached to a ring lying in between some wet leaves. The sun was shining on it and it glistened and shinned at him. He bent down and lifted the leaves around it away and dusted the ring off and looked at. The ring was prestigious and fit for a princess. He thought about continuing on the main pathway road through the forest but he was drawn down this unmarked pathway. He wondered if this ruby red ring belonged to someone. He put the ring in his pocket and began to walk along the jagged unmarked pathway. He noticed that there were no markings along this pathway so it appeared that no one had walked this pathway for many years.

To Be Continued…

Wyld Creativity

Overcome.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Tribute to Grandma

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