Earlier today, my grandmother, Gertrude Hambil, passed away. She was the last of my grandparents, and I can honestly say that next to my parents, she was most responsible for raising me and turning me into the person that I am today.
The last few years have been hard on her, and we all thought we were going to lose her a long time ago, but she had a lot of fight in her, and she held on. I never got a chance to see her in those final years, and maybe that was for the best, as I guess she wasn't really the same person. Age does horrible things to the human mind.
I have so many wonderful memories of her. Sitting on her lap while going for rides in the country, working in the garden (especially me planting pumpkins), the smell of her bacon in the morning, and so many more. When my mom first called me today, we both agreed that she'd had a good life, and for the most part, a happy life...not too many people can really say that, but she did.
The world seems a little emptier today, and she will truly be missed.
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
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Sorry to hear about your loss, J. She sounds like she was a wonderful person and glad to know she had a happy life. Take care.
Thanks, David. She was the type of person that made everyone's life around her better...and she will be missed.
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