Fond memories

Sometimes, just sometimes, life goes like this....
You're hanging out, watching t.v. and enjoying some R&R when you get that call. Most people know what call I'm talking about. The sad voice on the other end that's just so sad that you know something is wrong and you're crying before you even actually know what's wrong. That's the call I got last night from my dad to tell me that my Grandma H had passed away. :(

So Grandma H, this blog is for you (and you too Grandpa H)!

After I got that phone call from dad and cried my puuuurty blue eyes out and made phone calls and etc, I got to thinking of SO MANY really fun times with you. It's not like we ever got wild or anything but you were just enjoyable to be around and I like to think that in many ways I take after you. I mean, let's be honest, you and I know how to TALK TALK TALK constantly and mostly, it's about nothing in particular which was fine by us.lol.

I remember the first time you met Keith. You were so tired and you had said you didn't think you up for company for too long but when saw Keith come through that door your eyes LIT right up and correct me if I'm wrong but I'm pretty sure if I wasn't there you would have hit on him BIG TIME.lol. And don't even try to deny it because I saw you batting your 'baby blues' at him on more than one occasion. But no worries, I was flattered that you thought he was cute and that you obviously approved. :)

Remembering that time made me also think about how you have such a big heart and you were always the one that 'fussed' over everyone to make sure that they were provided for without ever asking for anything in return or complaining about it afterwards. I think that the most common thing we shared is that you and I both secretly enjoy being 'fussed' over. I remember how proud and flattered you would get any time someone took the time to let you know that you're important and are just as worthy of being the center of attention as the next person.
Oooooohhh how you used to try to convince us not to get you birthday or Christmas gifts but when we came in hand with a present you really would just sparkle. And you grandma, deserve to sparkle!!!

On our most recent visit for your 85th birthday you spoke so fondly of grandpa and I just know that he welcomed you with open arms. It's been almost ten years since he passed away and I'm sure it will be a beautiful moment when you two meet again. By the way, can you perhaps not tell him that I gained weight back - otherwise I owe him $100 bucks and I seriously have no idea what the address is where you are so I can't even send a cheque. ;p
Not too long ago I told you how in some ways Keith reminds me of grandpa so if he asks how we are, please tell him that I found myself a handsome, stubborn type but VERY loving fellow - just like him.lol.

Grandma H, I only have one regret and that is how I would have preferred that my visit this weekend was to come up and say hi instead of goodbye. But instead of saying goodbye, I just want to say a big thank you! Thank you for those summers we'd spend in your garden laughing our asses off at basically nothing, for those summers up at Clear Lake where we ate ice cream till we could puke, thank you for our MANY talks and introducing me to The Inquirer with all it's hilarious but juicy gossip, thank you for always making me feel beautiful no matter what size I was, thank you for your sense of humour and as always, thank you for your love. You will truly be missed and I love you with all my heart. May your rest happily for all eternity. *XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO to infinity (and beyond)* ;)