How do you capture the life of someone you love? She had tight cury black hair and steel blue eyes! She would giggle all the time. She would get tickled everytime we kissed her on the back of her neck. Did I mention she was a tiny woman? But we must remember that dynamite comes in small packages!
She was such a sweet woman, sweet as the many pies that she made for us to eat. I even remember those little treats she use to make with the scraps of the pie crust. I have tried to teach my wife how to make those things, but I guess it took Grandma to make it just right. I remember playing Crazy 8's with her and her saying "Let's let Ned read" when it was her turn to go.
I remember one time when as a small child my sister and I stayed at GaGa's and Grandma's house and she made homemade macaroni and cheese. I had never had homemade macaroni and cheese untill that day! I decieded that I would teach Grandma how to make REAL macaroni and cheese from the BOX. Boy was I wrong... hers was the best.
She was a patient woman... I remember doing things that would rile up any parent or grandparent, but not Grandma. Ok, maybe my sister could get her riled up just a little.
She always made me laugh. She would tell me that she did not eat chocolate because the doctor said she could not. But when she would come to visit at our house she could not get enough of those chocolate peanuts that Daddy kept around. I even caught her with chocolate on her mouth and asked her if she had been eating chocolate and she denied it until I told her that there was some on her mouth. She was a funny lady. Did I mention she was a tiny lady?
How do you explain how someone has touched your life? How could someone that tiny have such a big impact on my life? I remember those knobby knuckles would spend such time and care helping me and hugging me. She was a gentle woman.
How can she have so much impact on me?
She has a Savior that showed her how to love a little boy/ young man/adult man like me!
She has a Savior that showed her the sweetness of His love.
She has a Savior that showed her how to have patience.
She has a Savior that showed her that laughter was like a good medicine.
She has a Savior that touched her life.
She has a Savior that was gentle with her.
It all comes down to SHE HAS A SAVIOR! This tiny little woman is standing face to face with this Big Savior that had so much impact on her life.
Thanks for the impact Grandma! Thank you My Savior Jesus for giving me a Grandma like that!
By Blake Kimbrough, in memory of my Grandma, Loyce Kimbrough (1926-2008)