Grandma Moday passed away on Tuesday Feb 9th. I didn't know her as well as my other grandmas and I learned a lot about her life from the funeral. One of the most important things I learned was that the traits that I got from my dad, came from her.
She gave me my dad and my wonderful Biesinger family and to that I am forever grateful. When I am with them it is like the comfort of going home. I am proud to say that I am now a Christensen, But will forever be a Biesinger. I thank my grandma, despite many hardships, that she helped to form my dad to what he is/was and in turn to what I am/will become.
The ironic (well, semi-ironic) thing is that my dad died on Jan 6th, her birthday. She was buried on Feb 16th, his birthday. I am sure the reunion was happy. They were both loved and will be missed. I have had the priviledge of feeling my dad around me a couple of times this week and I cherish those moments as much as I do the memories of him while I was growing up. It reasures me that those we loved, who have passed on, are never far from our side.
Thanks for this post, Connie. Glad it went well. xo
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet post. I don't think it is ever easy to see someone we love pass on. It is so true that they are always near us!
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