Friday, November 2, 2012

Remembering a wonderful woman today.

The morning after All Saints Day seems a fitting time to be contemplating and honoring the life of my grandmother. Looking back through the photographs that I have of her it is hard to keep from noticing that she is nearly always holding babies. Surrounded by family, loving and loved on by all of her many children and grandchildren. 

Her house was the dream of every grandchild, always filled with an abundance of candy and soda. Ever patient and cheerful and with a ready smile, word of encouragement, or witty remonstrance. Always busy crocheting afghans for friends and family, or making rosaries to ship overseas. I can still hear her voice, loud and clear, reciting the rosary on Christmas Eve.

She will be much missed.

For all the saints, who from their labors rest,
who thee by faith before the world confessed,
thy name, O Jesus, be forever blest.
Alleluia, Alleluia!

Thou was their rock, their fortress, and their might;
thou Lord, their captain in the well-fought fight;
thou in the darkness drear, their one true light.
Alleluia, Alleluia!

O blest communion, fellowship divine!
We feebly struggle, they in glory shine;
yet all are one in thee, for all are thine.
Alleluia, Alleluia!

- For All the Saints (William W. How & Ralph Vaughan Williams) v. 1-2, 4


  1. What a wonderful legacy she has left for you & your babies!