My Grandma: An Amazing Woman

Once again, it has been awhile since I have written. It seems that I am on a one post a month routine. I figure it is time to update all of you on my life. It has been a crazy couple of weeks.

My grandma, JoAnn Edwards, is one of my heroes and someone I admire greatly. I've always been very close to her and have so many amazing memorie
s with her and my grandpa, Dr. Charlie Edwards. My grandpa passed away 3 years ago February. That was very hard, but there was still comfort in knowing that I still had my grandma to see and talk to. My grandma and grandpa moved from Marfa, TX to Granbury 3 years ago (2 weeks before my grandpa went to be with the Lord) so that they could be closer to my mom. I didn't get to see her as much as I would've liked, but I did get to see her a lot more than if she still lived 8 hours away.

My grandmother was in the hospital for 20 days in February with pneumonia and COPD. She was released on Saturday, February 28th to go back to her assisted living apartment because she was doing so well! She was eating, walking, doing great considering. Well,
on Sunday, March 1st, my mom called me and said that my grandmother wasn't doing well since she moved home. Seeing the pics of my grandfather everywhere were giving her the desire to go to heaven and be with him. I called my sister on Monday to see how things were going and she said that my mom was crying a lot and Grandma wasn't doing well, so I felt this sense that I should go to Granbury. I showed up at my Grandma's assisted living apartment and my grandmother was in her bed. She asked me how the girls were, how Mel was, how I was, etc. Then she told me that she wasn't going to be here much longer and asked if Mel would do her funeral. Then she said her good byes to me. I stayed at her apartment with my mom for the next 3 days and watched her give up her will to live. She kept saying that my grandpa was taking her home to be with him. She quit talking mid-Tuesday and would just nod "yes" or "no" when we would ask her something. She was slipping away so quickly. I think the hardest part was watching my mom lose her mom. God gave me a lot of strength so that I could be a good support to my mom. On Wednesday evening I left to go run to my parents house for a few minutes and I got the call that my grandmother went home to be with the Lord. My mom says that she went in my grandmother's room and laid her head on her chest and said "momma, it's okay, you can go now" and just a few minutes later my grandmother died.

I'm so thankful that my grandma is no longer sufferin
g, but I am sad that I can no longer call her or go visit. Memories will come to me and tears will begin to sting my eyes. She was an amazing wife, mother and grandmother. Perfect? No, no one is perfect, but she was one of a kind and someone I aspire to be like. She LOVED my grandfather. My mom said it well, when she said that my grandmother ADORED my grandfather. Her apartment was a shrine to him - there were pictures of them everywhere, including this wedding photo at the foot of her bed. She focused on this picture the last 3 days of her life.

I want to have the same adoration for Mel. I want my girls to say that I adore Mel. The love and respect that my grandparents had for one another is one that every married couple should strive to have. My grandmother was also a meticulous house keeper. She was probably OCD as she was very routine, very particular and when she got out of her routine she was not happy. :) She cooked every meal... breakfast, lunch and dinner. I've always wondered how she did it b/c I can't seem to do it all like she did, but again, it was all about the routine. I don't think she ever sat down. And, she LOVED coffee. I know that I get my coffee addiction from her. She introduced me to coffee at a young age of course pouring lots of milk & sugar in it so I would drink it. :) She would drink coffee all day long, just like I do. She loved coffee so much that even though she couldn't lift her cup the last few days of her life, I held it for her so she could drink it. I laughed and told her that my family would have to do the same for me on my death bed b/c I've gotta have my coffee!

I'll miss her, but I am so grateful for the 30 1/2 years I had with her. Love you Grandma!

Comments

Casey said…
What a great tribute to her! I am sorry for your loss, but happy you had her in your life.

And for the coffee....if she never sat down, cooked three meals a day, cleaned house constantly and raised a family, I KNOW why she liked coffee! The same reason you and I do!!

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