Thursday, April 3, 2008
throwback thursday... summer 2003
My great grandma died last week. She was 97 (and a half!). She lived such a full life, and her funeral Monday was more of a celebration than a time of sorrow. During the service, we even had a time to stand up and share a memory of her if we wanted. The laughter following each memory sounded through the sanctuary. As much as I thought I would not be very emotionally affected, since she was so old and so ready to "go home," I surprised myself. I was deeply stirred with feelings of regret, wishing I had been able to see her sooner than five years ago, wishing she had been able to attend my wedding. My dad's cousin delivered a beautiful message, sharing that my great grandma had asked him awhile ago to speak at her funeral. What really moved me was his emphasis on how closely she walked with the Lord and how he recounted seeing her kneeling by her bed in prayer late at night when he was visiting her in Florida years and years ago. He expressed how he had always wondered since then what exactly she was praying for that night and in her daily times of prayer. He talked of her letters (she was known for her detailed letters... sometimes almost painfully detailed!). He read one aloud; a letter full of remarks, updates, and questions about our family. After each person she mentioned, he paused and looked up and found that person sitting in the pews, and said directly to them, "(name), she was praying for YOU." I was floored. What a legacy. This picture is from the summer of 2003, at my sister's high school graduation party. It was the last time I was able to see and spend time with my beloved "Grandma Jantzi." She lived in Florida for years, then moved to Indiana when she began to slow down and need assistance. I am so sad that I was not able to see her closer to the time that she died, but I know she's partying it up in Heaven, probably pestering my Poppa, saying to once again, "Clear your plate and it will be a nice day tomorrow."
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I'm so glad that the service was more of a celebration, that's how they should all be. Your great grandma sounds like such a neat lady. I'm glad she can be with your poppa again.ReplyDelete
I've never liked funerals. Sorry about your grandma. I'm glad it was more focused on her life rather than her death. Aren't you glad you didn't have to talk though? That's more pressure than a wedding toast!ReplyDelete
What a great generation! I have ached at the passing of each grandparent I have lost and wanted to be closer to the ones I have left. Great post, thanks fo ryour words and I am happy that it was such a meaningful experience for you.ReplyDelete
This was a beautiful post.ReplyDelete
What a wonderful wonderful tribute to your grandma.ReplyDelete
I love the last line of your post...it made me smile.
Aww you are too sweet Ash. And so lucky to have had her in your life for so longReplyDelete
what a beautiful tribute.ReplyDelete
So sorry for your loss. Ash. It's never easy saying good-bye, but she is in a happier place. She must have been very proud to have you as a great- granddaughter.ReplyDelete
I'm so sorry about your lose. What a nice post you did for her. You are definitely fortunate to have had her in your life.ReplyDelete
I'm sorry that you had to say good bye to your great grandma! But I sure do hope that we live to be 97 too! :)ReplyDelete