Jake & I drove to Angels Camp today to watch Chloe run in sub sections for Cross Country. Tate went to Anna's. Chase went to Baker's. Kaleb went to Rosengreen's. Tanner has a car. Chloe had to ride the bus on the way there, with the team, but didn't want to ride it home. I took my usual road trip items - a couple of books & a cup of ice. (Gum, first aid kit, misc. medicine just in case, extra clothes, etc.) I also took the supplies for some crafty type things I'm putting together for Renee's baby shower this week.
Let's be clear. I am not one of those people who just make cute/clever stuff out of what they found in their junk drawer. I have sewn but I do not sew. I have a glue gun but don't actually know where it is. For some reason, I decided to make some decorations & really hope that I don't screw them up.
On the way there, I made one of the decorations. I texted Dawn & told her that I was 'channeling my inner Barbara' while I was crafting away. Coming home, I started another craft. It requires floral tape & when I opened it, it smelled just like my Grandma. Specifically, it smelled like the flower arranging supplies at my Grandma's house. Usually to get the Grandma smell, I have to go to the silk flower aisle at a craft store or something. But today, I spent 2 hours wrapping floral tape while Jake drove us through the middle of nowhere. Two hours of the Grandma smell & memories.
Today I am thankful for my Grandma. She was the Grandma that didn't need a name after Grandma to distinguish which Grandma we meant. The sleepover Grandma. Goodies & cousin parties & attendance at every major event. I was at her house when I heard that I had a sister (not Another Wretched Little Brother). When I wanted a prom dress patterned after the dress on the front of French Vogue, Grandma made it for me. She brought Tanner his first stuffed animal. She came and helped me when I had 3 kids under 3. She taught us faith and service and love.
Her life was not an easy one. I have often thought that I should write her story in novel form. That story is the story of 20th century America. Perhaps her most important lesson to us is perseverance through adversity. Or maybe how to appreciate a good roll of floral tape.
You are killing me with this stuff!
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