When I Think of My Grandma, I Think of Her Joy

I am currently on a plane headed home to see my family. This trip has been planned for some time but the circumstances have slightly changed. This will be the first time visiting my family for Christmas that my grandma will not be in attendance. My grandma passed away last week. We knew it was coming but I’m not sure you can ever be completely ready. I got the phone call from my dad at 3:30 my time on Wednesday and immediately knew what had happened. She died peacefully and I am really thankful for that.

Its hard to know what to do after getting that kind of news. I’m the only one in my family who wasn’t able to be there in person so you feel a little bit of helplessness. When thinking of the best way to mourn her and celebrate her that day, Nathan and I decided to go to the prettiest place on earth I have ever been: Rocky Mountain National Park. I wrapped myself up in my grandma’s purple sweater that I found in her closet the last time I was home to visit her and went walking through the mountains on a beautiful snow covered trail. We didn’t run in to a single person that day and I got to soak in God’s beauty and talk with Nathan about some sweet memories with my grandma.

When I think of my grandma I think of her Joy. I remember infectious smile, her sweet laugh, her silliness…she was one of the warmest and kindest people I have ever known. Everyone knew her as grandma…my friends, people at places she frequented often, a random kid in the grocery store…seriously everyone. You could not come in to her home without her treating you like family and handing you goodies. She had the warmest hugs that felt like they could take away your problems. If you never got the chance to meet her I promise you, you would’ve loved her. It seems to be slightly more difficult to lose someone you love around holidays but with my grandma I think it is fitting because it is a time of year I already think of her a lot. She shined even brighter during Christmas. She brought all of the family together and made it fun and special and of course had the best cookies you could imagine. 

We will all miss her so much but she is definitely not gone. I’m so thankful that I had such an amazing grandma help raise me and raise my mom to be so amazing. My grandma left a legacy here and I see it all the time, especially in my momma.