

The kids and I were fortunate enough to be able to go spend about 10 days with my Grannie. We went to celebrate her 80th Birthday with her. Once I got there, my uncle told me they had been planning a surprise birthday celebration and putting together a scrapbook for her. I got busy and did my part to help out. It turned out to be a huge success mostly because my uncle, aunt, and cousins had already been working hard ordering cakes and getting the invitation out to all that could come. The best part is, my Grannie had no idea and was completely surprised! She kept saying, "Nobody told me!" And we kept saying, "We weren't supposed to!" hahaha!

(this is my Grannie after a long day of picking cotton in Missouri)
As I think about my Grannie, many wonderful memories come to mind. Her and my Grandpa spent many years caring for me and my brother and sisters. Our parents divorced when I was just a baby, and my dad had custody. This made him a single father of 4 who worked A LOT! That meant early morning drop offs with Grandpa and Grannie, or even spending the night with them on the regular. As I grew, I spent many days being spoiled by my Grannie. Still, as an adult, when I get sick, that's where I want to be! When I was a young teen, my grandpa got sick. The Doctors told them it was Alzheimer's. We quickly saw our brilliant hard working grandfather become someone who could just putter around the house and someone who needed my Grannie to care for him day and night. His needs consumed her, but she never seemed to mind. She has always said that Grandpa wouldn't have wanted to live that way, not knowing what he was doing, regressing in so many ways. But, she also said she never minded caring for him. It was a daunting task I don't know many who are capable of doing such a thing. But, for years, I think it was actually 9+ years that she spent feeding him, bathing him, dressing him, even changing him. The more he needed her the more she cared for him. The more she grew to love him. She still says that she knows the last years of his life he wasn't really him, but at least he was there and they could hold hands, dance and he would rub her feet. It was a forever love. She still wears his wedding band and her heart aches for his company everyday. He's been gone almost 8 years, and there is not a doubt in my mind that she misses him and I know she loves him with all of her heart just as much today as the first day they were married...probably more. Oh, and what makes it more incredible that she committed so much of her time caring for him? After he got sick, she was diagnosed with cancer and spent a good majority of his later years having surgeries. The doctors ended up cutting away a good portion of her face. She still can't close her mouth. She ended up having radiation treatments, and for now she is cancer free. Even if she wasn't, I know she's never going to trust another doctor to operate after what she's been through. I sit in amazement at this woman and all she's been through...after all the hardships and the giving, SHE STILL GIVES LOVINGLY TO OTHERS!!! What an incredible woman.
The love she has for my grandpa doesn't stop with him. I mean it's kind of expected, after all, they did spend their lives working together: running their gas station, caring for their children and grandchildren, and grieving the loss of loved ones. In their first few years of marriage, she lost a brother and they lost 2 children: my Grannie's only daughter died at birth and the twin brother 2 years later of leukemia. Shortly there after they had another son, my uncle. And shortly after him came another son, my dad. That was it in the way of kids for them, but like I said, it never stopped them from giving and caring for our family. And they now have 11 grandchildren and 18 great grandchildren...probably more to come(not from me...hehe)! And still, to this day, if you show up on my Grannie's doorstep, she'll whip up a 10 course meal in no time and she'll be sure to serve you the sweetest tea and best candies and cookies available. There's nothing but love and hospitality coming from that woman!
I love my Grannie. She is a big contributor to who I am today, there aren't many people like her, and I am so glad I was able to celebrate such a wonderful birthday with her. If I live to be 80, I can only pray that my life is 1/2 as blessed as what hers has been! Of course, if you know her, you know she's not anywhere near the age 80, she's 29....AND HOLDING!

(This is the crew who was able to come together and celebrate in Salina, KS at my cousin's house.)