I have not blogged in months, but something really big happened last month that is forefront in my thoughts. On October 28th at 91 years young Grammie, my mom's mom, went to be with Jesus.
This summer Grammie had major surgery to remove a cancerous mass. The surgery was intense, but like so many times before, Grammie rallied like a champ and was back out and about post-op. When my sister Sarah and her hubby Justin went down to Aiken, SC to visit Grammie and Grandy and our Aiken family, she was going out with them. Sarah caught this incredible picture of Grammie during that visit. Now I know where I get that sweet tooth from! (And who cares about portion control! Right, Grammie?!)
We all heard that post-operation that the cancer had come back, but because Grammie rallied so well, we began to think that it was slow-moving, and that there would be more time. I was mentally planning that Jody and I could make a trip down to South Carolina sometime in the spring. After all, Jody has not been to Aiken yet.
But then my sister Sarah called me on Tuesday, October 21 to tell me that Grammie had gone to the doctor. There, Grammie learned that the cancer had come back. In just a few months a new mass had grown larger than the one the doctors removed a few months ago. There was nothing they could do. Mommy drove down to South Carolina immediately, and I booked a ticket for Friday, the 24th. I'm so glad I did.
Grandy and Mommy picked me up at the Augusta Airport, and I got to spend Friday through Tuesday with Grammie and everyone right at Grammie and Grandy's home. Though weak, Grammie - ever the extroverted social butterfly - loved having all the people in the house. It was a party! My cousins Betsy and Laura came with their kids, so we got to see some Halloween costumes on display. Even Laura's dog Gizzie was a "Rufferee" for the holiday. Hilarious! It was my first time seeing both of Betsy's kids. Caroline was 18 months, and little Patrick couldn't have been more than 2 or 3 months old, so poor Betsy and Jeffrey were quite swamped with their little ones. Nonetheless, it was a joy to see my cousins and their families despite the sadness of the occasion.
It was so precious for me to be able to see Grammie all the time, since she was at the house and not at the hospital. We could all pop in and out of the front room to see her, say good morning or goodnight. I will never forget taking communion on Sunday as a family around her bed. Or all the wonderful conversations with all my various family members over the course of those few days.
I loved being near Grandy, too. My wonderful grandfather would come into my bedroom around 8AM and wake me up, telling me that breakfast was almost ready. :) I'd shower and get myself together and then walk into the kitchen, where he had set out a lovely little breakfast spread. We'd chat over our breakfast meal. Sometimes Mom would join us. It was a treasured time. I miss you, Grandy!!
Uncle Peter and Aunt Lynn took us down the street where they are building their home. The floorplan is on the same site as the house that Lynn grew up in. It was incredible to see, and I'm already hoping we can reserve a room for a visit! :) We also got to give Grammie a virtual tour of the house. Scott took his phone through, and I held Mom's iPad so Grammie could see it all. It was so great!

And then Mommy took me on a walk down memory lane. Aiken, SC is horse country, as many articles express in glowing terms (like
this one here). Just a few streets from her house are the incredible homes of the wealthy in Aiken, the polo field, the jump and dressage arenas, the dirt streets where the equestrian community walks and stables their horses, and so many beautiful horses out in the paddocks. Mommy showed me where she used to hang out and watch the horses just like she showed me in this picture. I can just imagine her as a little girl, climbing on the fence or up the magnolia trees to see the wealthy socialites playing polo. So fun!

My Aunt Lynn took me to downtown Aiken and to St. Thaddeus to see Grammie and Grandy's church. This is where my mom and dad were married in 1977, and this is where Grammie is now buried. A beautiful church. I got to walk through the cemetery and see the work that Grandy has done for many, many years, overseeing the finances for the care of the beautiful bit of land. It was so peaceful. Well done, Grandy. Well, done.
Several of my own siblings came. I got to see Rebekah and Bryan, Daniel and Courtney, Luke, Nate and Anna. The last time I got to see them was at Nate and Anna's wedding last December. Has it really been that long? I FaceTimed with Daddy and Josh and Sarah and Justin, and I know Chris FaceTimed in, as well. Amidst the sadness of the trip, I treasured every moment of getting to see my family. How I miss and love them!
The hardest part of this trip to Aiken was knowing it was going to end and that Grammie was leaving us. She was so strong to the end, full of peace and joy. I could not help but marvel at her. Four hours after I left their house in Aiken, and while I was waiting in the Charlotte airport to board my flight for Milwaukee, Grammie went to be with Jesus. It was Tuesday, October 28th in the evening, and she was surrounded by family who love her so much. She was 91 years old and had been married to Grandy for 68 years. But - most importantly - she had put her faith and trust in Jesus Christ for salvation and knew that
the best is yet to come. What an incredible woman.
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| Grammie & Grandy w/ their 3 kids (L-R) Kathy, Mom, Pete |
I'm going to miss you, Grammie. So grateful for your example of love, faithfulness and courage. And I cannot wait to see you again. I hold fast to the promise that this life is but a breath, and eternity is ahead. So very grateful for this hope!
Though our bodies are dying, our spirits are being renewed every day. For our present troubles are small and won’t last very long. Yet they produce for us a glory that vastly outweighs them and will last forever! So we don’t look at the troubles we can see now; rather, we fix our gaze on things that cannot be seen. For the things we see now will soon be gone, but the things we cannot see will last forever.
2 Corinthians 4:16-18