My grandmother on my dad's side passed this past Friday. She was my last living grandparent, and so this is a bit like the ending of a generation. I don't know if my thoughts at the moment count as a eulogy, but they're what's on my mind.
When my dad was a teenager my grandparents were called to leave rural Missouri and minister in Arizona. There's far more to the story than that for those who want to hear the story, but I'm not going to tell that here right now. Suffice to say, her life was defined by being a farm girl up to a certain age, then working on the Navajo reservation above that age, until their time of ministry was complete.
My mom has always stated that the way my dad does things and the way he thinks and talks comes from his mom. I didn't notice that growing up, but on the rare occasions when I have seen him with her siblings I had to agree. However, my take is that he doesn't take after my grandma so much as the entire clan of my grandmother's family.
Since my grandparents lived in the era and locations where they did, one huge thing they did that I noticed that was different than what I was used to was visiting. When I would be there they would get random friends or family as visitors with no warning who would just drop in and chat for an hour or two in the middle of the day (any day). I suspect this tradition came from the fact that they didn't grow up with ready phone access, but I did not notice that as much with my other grandparents. I am sure part of it was that my grandmother had mentioned family specifically that we would be around and would appreciate the visit ahead of time.
If I have a regret it is that I haven't really learned how to connect to family on my dad's side. Several of us are a bit awkward at managing those communications and connections, and so they get more ignored than they should be. That's something to learn to be aware of when our kids have families of their own, I suppose.
While we don't ever know who we'll see when we make it to the other side, I really have no doubt that all of my grandparents will be waiting for me when I reach heaven.
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