Her and my grandpa both loved to travel, it was their passion, I can not even tell you all the places they have been. After my grandpa passed away my grandma began to travel even more. In the past 8 years she has been to Alaska numerous times, she had the privilege of traveling to England to visit the home that her father grew up in, Hawaii, and all up and down the cost, just to name a few. She was always ready for the next big thing. She was not a native Texan, but she loved this state, as well as this country and its history more than anyone I know.
The things that I remember the most are my grandparents packing all of the grand kids into the motor-home and taking us to Palo Duro Canyon, going to garage sales every Saturday morning, the holidays and all the family getting together, staying the night over there and building blanket forts in the living room, my grandparents took all of the grandkids to every parade, going to Washington DC, my list could go on and on. I was able to spend so much time with my cousins growing up and I will treasure those moments forever. She was always interested in us and how we were doing.
As hard as it was seeing her but not able to have a conversation with her, I know that she knew I was there. I am so glad that I was able to spend those days with her and my family.
I know she is not here on earth with us anymore, but she will always be with us and watching over us. She left memories that are etched on my heart forever and I am going to try my hardest to continue to make her proud, speak of her and the legacy that she has left.
The verse that describes her to me is:
