My grandma passed away this past Monday. The funeral was yesterday. She didn't die from anything specific. She just "wound-down" over these last few weeks. She passed in my Mom's house Monday morning and my mom and dad were there as she passed.
My family and I went thru her house one last time. I found some old storybooks she used to read to me and some old board games we played. Her husband had passed away in 2006. They built their house back in the 40's, just the 2 of them. They had a farm there where they grew crops and had a few cows. Grandma tended this huge grape crop and made the best grape jelly. (Welch's can suck it) Grandaddy kept bees and made honey. We found a whole box of honey jars, still good. Going to try and "revitalize" some as it's gone dark and crystallized.
When you think of a "Grandma", that was my Grandma. She cooked, baked, cleaned, sewed, crafted, knitted, crocheted, farmed, canned and square-danced. She and Grandaddy spoiled their grandchildren. We went fishing and learned how to not only catch fish but prepare it. Sunfish and Blue Gill, Bass if it was in season. Grandaddy was a big golfer and we'd spend hours in one of the back farmer fields just hitting golf balls. It was our own private range. They went to church regularly and were lifetime members. They had 3 kids. My mom and my Uncle are still around now. I had an Aunt Karen who died when she was 19. I don't know how she died. I never met her.
She truly was the greatest Grandma who ever Grandma'd. But maybe I'm biased. Thanks for reading.