I apologize to all my readers for the shoddy posting the past week or so…. I just haven’t had what it takes to get here and write… I hope you all understand….
My Family lost an angel last week… she left the earth and went heaven-bound. Many people knew her by different names… Mom, Friend, Love… But we knew her simply as “Grandma Flo”. And she will be dearly and passionately missed.
Flo came into my life 15 years ago with her arms wide open, and the biggest and most inviting smile on her face. Her son and my sister fell in love and started a life together – and we were so lucky that she was part of the deal… She became a part of my family immediately.
When the announcement came that my sister was expecting the first baby and first GRANDCHILD in my family, EVERYONE lost their minds with joy – and I don’t think anyone was more excited than Flo…. She radiated Grandmotherly love long before Hailey made her way into the world. It was so great to see both Flo and my Mom get so excited over this new edition to our family…. The moment Hailey was welcomed into the world and into our hearts our bond as a family solidified… that is when I started knowing Flo simply as “Grandma Flo”…
And she was the PERFECT GRANDMA…
Years later when I got pregnant and had my son, it was a given that Grandma Flo would be my son’s Grandma too – My Mom already took on the “Nana” role, and I was SO blessed to have them both in my son’s life… some should be so lucky to be SO loved.
But as with all families – we didn’t just share the good times.. but we shared the bad times as well, and there was a few of those times….
I remember very vividly the first time I saw Flo after my Dad was diagnosed with cancer. My Dad had been admitted into the hospital, and was deathly ill as a result of his first chemo treatment. As you can probably imagine, my family was in emotional turmoil, and trying really hard to stay strong… Flo simply walked up to me, looked into my eyes, and then gave me the strongest hug imaginable… (And if you knew Flo, you’d know that she was a very petite woman, so it always surprised me how big her hugs could be). She held me for a few moments longer than she normally would, but didn’t say a word. When she finally let go – her eyes were wet. She wiped them silently, put on a smile, and told me everything would be okay… That was Flo… she had a quiet strength inside, she was a radiant woman, she had a warm smile… and she was ‘there’ for everyone she loved… even if it was just a hug, she had an innate way of making people feel better.
Just a short month ago I got the call that Flo hadn’t been feeling well, and had gone to the Doctor and found out she had cancer herself. I couldn’t have been more shocked. My mind was overwhelmed instantly with thoughts of chemo, and surgery, and recovery…. just as I had gone through with my Dad. Knowledge doesn’t necessarily dispel fear… since I had gone through this before, I THOUGHT I knew what to expect.
We gathered around Flo on Mother’s Day – all in support of her and her fight with this disease…. She was so positive, telling everyone that she was going to fight, and be okay…
I gave her a gift that day… 2 wooden angels, one to watch over her, and one to bring healing…. She again gave me a STRONG HUG… and the last words I said to her were “Flo, you know we are all here for you right? We love you”.
This past Tuesday I had to sit my little dude down and tell him that Grandma Flo had gone to heaven. I’d like to tell you I was eloquent and put together when I told him… but I wasn’t. Through tears and a broken heart I told my little guy that Grandma Flo’s lung were just too sick… and that the angels came to escort her to heaven….
and this is what my little dude said:
“It’s okay Mom – Don’t be sad. Grandma Flo isn’t really gone… She lives inside my heart right next to Uncle Dave (my brother who we lost in 1999) and the rest of my angels. We can still love her and talking about our memories will keep her alive…The only question I have is… WHO IS GOING TO MAKE THE PUMPKIN PIE NOW?!?!?”
Thank God for Grandma Flo
Thank God for the simplicity and maturity of my 8-year-old son -and-
Thank God for Pumpkin Pie.
Flo, you were a shining light in our lives, and we will miss you.
Share the love that you feel for others today… and each every day…..
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