
Dearest Granny,
This picture is what I saw in my mind when I heard the news of what had happened. I remembered who you were to me . . . my cheerful and loving grandmother, my mother's mother, my friend. And I only wish I'd had the chance to tell you how much I appreciated you . . .
I want to thank you for being such a kind and generous grandmother. You were always thoughtful. I used to love getting cards from you for each holiday . . . you made me feel so special and loved. Christmas was always my favorite. From the days when you and Poppa lived in Pittsburg to the days that we spent Christmases at my parents' house, your joy was contagious. I vividly remember the expressions of delight that you would make as you opened each gift. You taught me how to be grateful for each and every gift. And I can almost smell the sweet aroma of the grand cookie spreads that you made every year. My favorite was always the Carmel Bars. I can just imagine you unwrapping each individual carmel piece with care. That was the sweetest part of your baked goods - you always put so much of your heart into whatever you made. And I always admired how you put together gorgeous platters of those sweets for your friends and family. I remember a couple of years that I needed some last-minute gifts for some of my friends and you helped me put together cookie platters to give with the goodies you had worked so hard to make. It was in those seemingly small ways that you taught me the value of giving from the heart. Your generosity inspired me.
I also have always admired your creativity. The afghan you knitted for me is still my favorite blanket. I love the stories you would share with me about your clever ideas for costumes and hats for your TOPS meetings. This one from a few years ago was particularly impressive . . .

Thank you for sharing with me the value of the outdoors. I have such fond memories of the summers that you and Poppa took Erica and I to Brannon Island. I also loved staying with you and Poppa at your house on Forbestown Road. I so enjoyed hearing your stories as we sat around the campfire. And you always had plenty of ingredients at the ready for s'mores. You've given me so many precious memories. Every time I think of you, my heart is warmed by those good times that we've shared.
Of all that you've given me, the most amazing gift is my mother. Thank you for being such a loving mother to her, teaching her the values of giving, of making the holidays special, of the importance of family, of the greatness of the outdoors . . . thank you for teaching her how to be a grandmother to my children. My greatest sorrow is that my children will never have the chance to know you as the grandmother I have known you to be. But I find comfort in that my mother has had the best teacher in the field of grandmotherhood. Thank you for being the best grandmother I could have ever had. I love you so much, Granny. And I will always miss you . . .
The following song will always remind me of you. As my husband pointed out, we needed two lives to come in to fill the hole in our hearts that was made when you left us . . .
"Brand new baby was born yesterday, just in time
Papa cried, baby cried, said your tears are like mine
I heard some words from a friend on the phone
didn't sound so good
The doctor gave him two weeks to live
I'd give him more if I could . . .
"Know that I would now
If only I could
You know that I would now
If only I could . . .
"Down the middle drops one more grain of sand
They say that new life makes losing life easier to understandWords are kind, they help ease the mind
I miss my old friend
And if you gotta go,
We'll keep a piece of your soul
One goes out, one comes in . . .
You know that I would now
If only I could
You know that I would now
If only I could . . . "
"If I Could" as sung by Jack Johnson