Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Great Grandma White

Grandma White's funeral was on June 12th. I walked into the viewing with my brothers and sister. The room was packed with relatives. I loved the feeling of seeing so many people I love all together in the same room. I hesitated before I went to view Grandma White. I wasn't sure if I was ready to see her empty body. As I walked up to her casket I saw how skinny she had become from those last months of not being able to eat much. Her hair looked nice and she was dressed in her white temple clothes, but Grandma White was gone. I tear up just thinking about how she won't kiss me on the cheek again, how she won't take my hand and look into my eyes with the love only a great grandma can radiate.
Grandma White never forgot my birthday. I could always count on getting a birthday card in the mail. In her home in Mesquite she had a birthday calender in her hallway. I always loved looking at her crocheted calender filled with birthdays of everyone in the family.
She had a candy dish in her kitchen. As a little girl I would take the strawberry flavored candy wrapped to look like a strawberry.
One year when I was very young, Grandma bought me two small dolls. Sadly, I made it very clear I wasn't impressed with these gifts (I could be such a brat!). She told me that she didn't have to give them to me, but she could give them to some little girls that came to visit her and they would be grateful. I instantly took back my words and felt the guilt for offending my sweet grandma and her love felt gift.
I remember being in her living room late at night as she sat in her chair and crocheted blankets. She made each of her great grand children a crocheted blanket for their birthday a couple years ago. Mine is keeping my feet warm as I type this.
Sweet and simple memories.

I am so grateful for the plan of salvation, to know that I will see my great grandma again, and that she is reunited with her family, friends, and loved ones.


My grandpa dedicated the burial site.

Grandma White's children: Grandma, Uncle Don, Aunt Geri

Grandma had a rock garden in the front of her house. She had collected rocks from all over the place! She was a great traveler. My siblings and I would jump from rock to rock and avoid falling into the gravel. We could do this for hours and hours. I loved her rock garden.
With Grandma White in front of her rock garden.

2 comments:

Carissa May said...

Oh, I loved playing on those rocks. And I remember the strawberry candies too. And Thanksgiving. I loved having Thanksgiving there.

Becca Jane said...

i totally forgot about the candy dish until you said that! the other day i was trying to remember why i love the strawberry candies so much... thanks for reminding me! and i miss the rock garden so much!