Yesterday I lost my beautiful Grandma Davis. We were headed out Memorial Day weekend to celebrate her 99th birthday but she was just too tired to wait for us.
I can’t tell you how grateful I am for the opportunity to have known her and to have the amazing experience of living with her while I went to barber school when I was a teenager. Paul and I named our oldest daughter after her, Emma Evelyn, because we thought it was the most beautiful name ever. She hated her name She could not understand why we liked it, but she sure showed Emma off to everyone and was so proud to tell them her middle name was Evelyn, after her! She taught me how to cook good food and how to clean. My Grandma smelled like fresh Folgers coffee from the can and Dove bar soap, two of my most favorite smells in the world, right behind new baby smell. She loved chocolate and a good salad. She hated raspberries with a passion, called them “seedy little devils” and avoided mexican food because she just wasn’t sure about it. My favorite thing that she said all the time was “Oh, Goody!”
My Grandma was the classiest lady I know, she got dressed up to go to Walmart, changed her purses out with the season and never wore white after Labor Day. She got her ears pierced for the first time in her 70’s. She was born on a farm, rode in a horse and wagon, played basketball in high school, watched the men build the railroad and cooked them breakfast. She picked wild asparagus in the ditches, read by candlelight, lived through the Great Depression, eloped, sent my Grandpa off to war, waited for him as a POW, had 3 boys, worked full time at JCPenney’s, took care of her aging parents, and mowed her lawn and shoveled her driveway into her 90’s. My Grandma was the hardest working person I know. She loved to laugh, she had the most beautiful laugh, and she loved hearing jokes and telling them. She might not ever have known, but I think her greatest talent was playing with little kids. She KNEW how to PLAY with them. She would get on the floor, and right down on their level and actually PLAY with them. She would look them in the eye and you knew she loved them. She could play with babies and little kids for hours and not get bored, but she wasn’t a softie. You had to work to get a hug.
My Grandma watched Tucker for me when he was a baby so I could go to college. She was 82 years old, but didn’t mind. I had to schedule my classes around her line dancing and bridge playing though Paul and Grandma played bridge together a few times a week, they shared a love of buffets, and would secretly eat lunch without me. I didn’t mind. They kept each other out of trouble. I am going to miss her so much, although I know happy she must be right now to be back with her husband, her beloved sister and brothers, her parents and Grandmother. She is truly one of the greatest from the greatest generation. I can’t imagine all that she has seen in her lifetime and how graceful and classy she she has always been. She is such an example to me of how to work hard and I can only hope to be like her in anyway and can’t wait to see her again.
Part comedian, part Dad, part athlete. He will boss around your children while they play ball.
Just as angelic as she looks, this girl could easily raise a Village by herself, and all the children would grow up to be President.
Self proclaimed, she would be a webkinz dog. Because, "they're cute, and puppies are too. And they're sweet and they always get along with other puppies."
This mini-Martha Stewart can handle ANY craft you send her way. She isn't all bows and rainbows, she's got karate kid moves!
Not "Pick-Me-Up" like caffeine, she wants you to pick her up! AND NOW!
Anything that can be destroyed WILL be destroyed!
Practically Perfect in Every Way for now! Nicknamed "The Panda" she is rolly polly and lives by the motto, "the little one, is KING!"
The resident Labradoodle, Miller got his name because Mom won and got to name the baby! Need something chewed up? He'll take care of it. Especially if it's expensive..
I am so sorry for your loss. Her memory was written beautifully. One more angel on your side 🙂
She sounds like an amazing woman. You and your family are in my prayers.
Sorry for your loss, Tiffany.
Tiffany, that was very beautifully written! She sounds like an incredible lady. So sorry for your loss, I know she will be greatly missed.
She sounds like my grandma. Young at heart, even though old in body. Kind of “sassy” too. Just keep all the great memories close to your heart.
Sorry for your loss you all are in my thoughts !
Tiffany,
Beautiful memories, She sounds like
a wonderful Grandmother and I know you will miss her. I will say some prayers for all of you.
Tiffany, Thanks for sharing your grandma with us, she was and still is definitely a beautiful and wonderful woman. To have had her in yours, Paul’s and the children’s life was one of the most wonderful gifts you all could have had. Am sure she is up there saying “Thanks Tiffany for the pleasure”.
Oh Thank you!
My heart goes out to you and your family. I lost my grandma in 2010. She was only 89 then, but had a lot in common with your Grandma. ;). No one can love you like your grandma! We were not created to die and that is why we feel such profound loss when someone passes away. As you spoke of reunion for her with others who passed on before, you must believe she is in Heaven. What a beautiful thing it is to know we will see our grandmothers and other loved ones when we get there too! I hope knowing that He tells us in the Bible that He is with us always, is a comfort to you now.
I’m sorry for your loss. You and your family are in my thoughts and prayers.
I am so sorry for your loss. I just lost my 94 year old Mother. She sounds a lot like your Grandmother. Clogging, shopping at Chico’s, eloped from Huntsville to Conroe, LOL. They are so missed but what great ladies they were. Hard shoes to fill.
Wow! Hunstville to Conroe. That was a long time ago. I am sorry for your loss as well. 🙁
Your tribute to your grandma was Beautiful, what a special lady, I just lost my 94 year old dad, trust me, everyday there will be memories, cover your heart in the memories, it will be hard, death at any age is hard, I love knowing they are reuniting with family that have gone before.