Well, here I am again, writing an 'in memory of' post. There's got to be some unwritten rule somewhere about how many family members you are allowed to lose in a certain time period. Whatever that rule is, it apparently doesn't apply to us. Today I get to honor my maternal grandmother - Gaynell Worth.
I just saw her in August when we were in Illinois visiting. She came up to visit, too. She was in what seemed like perfect health. I do remember telling her that I 'didn't look good enough' for a family picture. Kind of regretting that now. In January, she was diagnosed with Lou Gehrig's Disease. Go ahead and do some research on it. It's not a pretty thing and there is no cure. Just know I was always fighting for you, grandma. Always.
I couldn't have asked for a more loving, caring woman to be in my life. Whenever we were in a bind, she always helped pull us out. When Chris and I moved to AL for a short period of time, we got to spend so much time with her. Of all that time in AL, there are two times that stick out. I always thought my grandma was silly for her dreams. She'd call us up randomly and tell us something was going to happen. Surprising, more times than not, she was right. When I was at her house in the beginning of January 2009, I just laughed when she said she had a dream that one of the grandkids was pregnant. We already knew my cousin was, so I just assumed it was about her. She said in her dream it was a little boy crawling around her floor. Well, two weeks later I called to inform her that I had a positive pregnancy test. Five months later, I called to tell her it was a little boy. She said 'I told you so'.
February 2010, my little man and I took a trip to see his daddy graduate from OSUT at Fort Benning, GA. After, we stopped to visit my grandparents. My heart melted watching her play with him.
Conner and his great-grandma 2010
That picture right there is how I will remember her. The loving, caring, one-of-a-kind grandma, who made a killer cheeseball, by the way! She didn't have a filter and had the mouth of a sailor, but a heart of gold. She will be greatly missed. I know this is nowhere near as long as my usual ones, but I'm still just letting it sink in that I'll never get to hug her again. I love you, grandma!
