I've spent the past 4 days with Renee's family while they reminisce about Nanny and all the special times they had and all the fun memories. No, I may not have known her as well as they did. I may not have spent the time with her like they did, but just in these few days, I felt like I have. The strength and stability that she passed on through to her children and grandchildren shows in their speech and actions. It all makes me wish I had met her a lot sooner.
In death we have the fortunate opportunity to celebrate the life of a person. We have the opportunity to dedicate days and hours to remembering and laughing and sometimes crying. Tomorrow will be the most trying day as we all attend the memorial service for her. I want the family to know that this time has made me understand how close they were and how special Nanny was for them. My thoughts and prayers are with them all. But I hope they keep remembering the good times and the wonderful women she was like they have been these past few days.
Being a family is not about what we can do for each other, but what we can do with each other. Its not about the fights but the laughter and the tears. Families fight, love and laugh and as long as we can hold on to those things and always remember to call each other family, it will always be strong.
Nanny, I may not have known you they way everyone else does, but I know that you were loved and appreciated.
It reminds me of my family and all the good times we've had. All the memories and laughs we've shared. It makes me think about my Granny and how fortunate I am to have had her in my life. I know she won't get online to read this, but she is always in my prayers and on my mind.
Renee, Momma Robin, Christy, Bobby and Robbie, you're all in my prayers.
