Grandparents

It's been 5 1/2 years since my Grandma passed away. She was the epitome of the classic Grandma- always smiling, loved being hugged, short curly gray hair, willing to share her life stories to anyone willing to listen. She lived for her grandchildren and always had treats stashed away for us. She served 6 missions, had a wonderful testimony of the gospel and made sure all forty grandchildren knew it. Her husband, my Grandpa, is still living with my parents and he is 93. He is old, stubborn, and grumpy. However, that is not how he used to be and that is not how I will remember him. Life has been tough for him lately and I understand why he is becoming the way he is. His mind is not right, he is getting weaker by the weeks, and his heart is failing him. But like my grandma he loves the grandchildren and great-grandchildren. I hope I can always remember the wonderful memories with them.

As I was going through papers recently to move to our new office I came across a poem my cousin wrote for my grandma's funeral. It makes me teary-eyed, but in case I lose the paper I want a copy written down elsewhere.

Hold me a little longer

Rock me a little more

Tell me another story

You've only told me four

Let me sleep on your shoulder

I love to see you smile

I'll always love you mama

So stay a little while

Will you hold me a little longer, Grandma

Can you rock me a little more

Please tell me another story

You've only told me four

Let me sleep on your shoulder

I love to see your smile

I'll always love you Grandma

Can I stay a little while?

I'll hold your hand great Grandma

Can I read you a story or two

You look just like my mama

I'm sure going to miss times with you

It's time for you to go now, great Grandma

Please show me your sweet gently smile

Rest your poor weary shoulders

I'll see you in just a short while.