My mom sometimes tells me that Dave and I remind her of Grandma and Grandpa because we are so much in love. My Grandpa died when I was only 5 and my poor Grandma had to spend almost 27 years without him. My heart ached for her. She also had a little boy, Michael, who died right before he was born who she never got to see. When I think of the reunion they are finally getting in Heaven I can't help but smile.
However, I will miss her so much. Her name was Bertha Marjorie Thomson Carbine but she never went by Bertha. In fact she hated the name and always went by Marjorie. She also use to tell me about a little girl she once knew named Elizabeth but that her family called Becky. She loved the name Becky but thought Rebecca was a much prettier name and bugged everyone whenever they had a girl to name her Rebecca so she could call her Becky. When I was born my Mom called everyone and said they wouldn't have to worry about Grandma bugging them because they were going to name me Rebecca Marjorie. I'm also also the 3rd of 4 generations of Marjories since my grandma was Bertha Marjorie, my mom is Susan Marjorie, I'm Rebecca Marjorie and my daughter is Lily Marjorie.
It also happens that I am a 3rd generation look alike from my Grandma down through my mom. I use to spend a week or so every summer at my grandma's house visiting. She would teach me how to crochet and knit every summer and by the next summer I would have forgotten and I would have to be retaught. When I was really sad and upset I use to cry in my room saying, "I want my Grandma" over and over again. My brothers and sister use to think this was very funny.
This morning has been very hard for me. I know Grandma is finally home and happy but I am going to miss her so much. I feel trapped in Colorado and wish so badly I could just be home with my family. I am extremely sensitive and am not good with dealing with any kind of emotional pain. But I know she's more happy now then she's been in years and all her pain and suffering is now over. I Love you Grandma and Happy Homecoming. 
My Grandma and Grandpa. It's hard to imagine two people more in love.
My Grandma and Grandpa. It's hard to imagine two people more in love.
My grandma is the girl on the bottom left. I see a lot of myself in this picture. 
My grandma and me.
2 comments:
Like your pictures, especially the bottom one. Kevin thought that was me at first and I had to remind him that I'm not a hugger and I don't think I would look that content in my Grandma's arms.
Great post Beck! So sorry about your Grandma. It is comforting to know she is Happy where she is. Great photos too! I need to keep up better on your blog. I loved the b-day posts for your boys, they have grown-up so much. You are an Amazing mom! Miss you.
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