My grandma, crafter, baker, writer, and wonderful lady extraordinaire, passed away quietly in her home in Dallastown, Pennsylvania, while visiting with a friend.
I aspire to many of her qualities--like the ability to avoid ever saying anything mean about anyone, and to remember details about people she met sixty years ago.
One of the most treasured and beautiful things she did over the past few years was to write down a collection of short stories--memories and recollections of her childhood, events past and present--and give copies to all of her family members, with photos and illustrations.
I feel so sad and a bit adrift to have lost someone who became, over the years, such a wonderful mentor, friend, and confidant. Mr. O'Kitten also wrote about her on his blog.
Please go look here because bloogleglogger isn't letting me upload any pics today. There's a really adorable photo of her with Morgan when Morgan was really, really small.
I miss her so much already.
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- "One thing was certain, that the white kitten had had nothing to do with it--it was the black kitten's fault entirely." (L. Carroll, Through the Looking Glass) I'm Yankee-Born and Southern-Raised, which makes me kind of Southern Gothic (in the old literary sense of the word). After 15 years in the Big Apple, I spent 4 years on a farm in Michigan raising chickens and llamas and learning to spin, knit, and needle-felt. Now I'm back home in NYC with my much-beloved spouse and one crazy tortiseshell cat. You can also find me on Ravelry.com as okitten.
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I'm so sorry to hear about your grandma - she sounds like such an extraordinary woman!
I am very sorry to hear about your grandmother. It's really touching that she made such a difference for everyone. She sounds like a very special lady.
Sending you great big hugs. I'm so sorry to hear about your grandma - she sounds like she was a wonderful woman who really touched your lives.
Aw look at your Grandma and the snuggly sleepy kitty. I'm so sorry for your loss. That memory book is just a fabulous thing that she did for you all.
*hugs* I'm sorry for your loss.
You were very lucky to have such a special person in your life for so long.
We know she has taught you many wonderful things especially the gift of love.
She will always be a part of you but in a different way. There will be many songs, people and sayings that will remind you of her.
Grandma will always be in your mind and heart and you have so many wonderful memories of her that no one can take away from you.
Sunday while in church we prayed for you and Mr. Okitten and lit a special candle for Grandma.
It sounds like Grandma is someone who has set a fine example for all who knew her and all who wished they knew her.
We love you both.
Be good to yourself as Grandma would have wanted only the best for you.
Love Joanie & Uncle Arthur
I'm so sorry to hear about your grandma - sending good thoughts your family's way.
I'm so sorry, Shannah. I'll be thinking about you this week. Take care of yourself.
So sad to hear about your Grandma.
What a beautiful and thoughtful person to have left behind such a treasure of memories for you all to remember her by.
Warm thoughts to you and Mr O'kitten.
I'm sorry for your loss.
thank you so much, everyone, for all you kind words and thoughts
it means a lot to me
((((hugs to everyone)))
I'm so sorry for the loss of your grandma. As soon as I read the title of this post I remembered when you wrote about her, and especially that photo of her hands. I am happy, though, that she had a long, productive life, and that you were able to spend so much time with her and got to know her well. My thoughts are with you. m
My sympathies. Loving grandparents are such a priceless treasure. Their loss is inevitable, but it saddens us greatly nonetheless. I miss my grandma too.
oh :( *hug* tell hug bunny to hug you extra hard too.
*HuGZ*
losing you grandma is hard.
there isn't a day that goes by that i don't think of my own.
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