I don’t normally post about my personal life, as I feel my life is portrayed through my artwork. But today is different. Today a very special person in my life has left this world and has gone to a better place. My grandma, who beat the odds and was turning 101 next month tried knitting a hat before taking her last breath. She passed away doing what she loved to do, surrounded by those who loved her. I will always remember her laugh, her bad jokes and her beautiful smile. As I write this through tears…I want the world to know that my grandma meant the world to me, and always will. This is the letter I wrote to her for her 100th birthday. I love you grandma! You finally got to go to a place full of all the yarn you can use, and I know God yelled BINGO when He saw You arrived at the Pearly Gates.
Grandma, can you believe 100 years have passed and here you are today in your beautiful glory? I am so proud of all you’ve done, and who you are today. You are a strong person who has lived her life to its fullest.
I have been thinking about what to write you and remembering all the wonderful times we have shared together. Do you remember when I visited you in Boulder, CO? I remember sitting on your balcony enjoying your company with the sun above our head and the snow on the ground. I remember you parading me around to all your friend’s rooms, showing off your “granddaughter”. I remember you going through your closet and finding all these wonderful treasures for me to have. Your closet was full of boxes of buttons, ribbons, trinkets and yarn. We spent hours looking though your treasure trove. I think about all the times you let me take you to Bingo. When you let me use your best “special” daubers and again showed me off to your friends. You always bragged about all the stuff I accomplished.
You are always the “warm fuzzy” grandma to me. Your fun and energy always radiates to everyone around. You were so funny when you crammed creamers in your pocket at restaurants for the morning coffee at home. All the napkins we could ever need were always in your purse. You taught me we could eat a “salad” from all the extra condiments they put out at the hotdog table for FREE, at the bingo hall. You always had a funny joke printed out and tucked away in some hidden pocket just waiting to be shared with anyone who would listen. Every time we went out, everyone knew you by name. Yetta, what a beautiful name it is. You are amazing!
May your 100th birthday bring you so many joys you deserve. You are the queen. You deserve a crown. I will love you forever.
Love your granddaughter,