| December 2010 |
Probably the thing that sticks out most in my mind about her from youth is that I thought she had the most beautiful eye color I'd ever seen - sea foam green. As I got older, she just seemed more lovely. She was just like her name, Kathryn - classy and elegant.
She had Wendy and I go over to the neighbor's house once when we came out to visit, and I'm still charmed by the memories I have of being with Martha Huber and her cool collection of salt and pepper shakers. Thank you, Grandma, for teaching us to visit the elderly.
One year, she and Grandpa took me, Lisa, and Wendy Christmas shopping for our parents and bought the toaster that we "gave" them. Thank you for teaching us how joyful it is to give.
Scores of handmade dresses for Easter, a wedding, Christmas gifts, just because... Thank you for helping Mom with her young family.
I learned my first knitting project from her - washcloths. Thank you for being willing to share your knowledge with the young and curious.
She always seemed to show up at our house when there was work to be done - after babies were born, when windows needed washed, the house spring cleaned, corn to be frozen, and on and on. Thank you for always being available to help whenever you were needed.
She was just that way.
I knew Grandma was a special woman but I didn't realize just how special until two things happened.
The first was that she wrote the sweetest memories of my mom in a book that we made for what would have been my parents 25th anniversary. She said (paraphrasing here) that it was no wonder that she caught my dad's eye because she was so lovely. It was a life changing event, reading that. Not only did it make me love my grandma because she was so kind to her children, but it made me look at my own mother differently. Yes, my mother was a lovely woman. It was easy to forget that as a teenager.
Secondly, mom and I took some china painting lessons for a while and one year, mom painted some salt and pepper shakers to put on the Fairview Haven Benefit Auction. Grandma bought them. I thought that was so awesome. I'm not sure if that was because Grandma thought it would be great to have some of her daughter's artwork or if it was because I realized that you never stop needing to show your children that you care about and are interested in the things they do.
She never seemed to be in a hurry. Her house was always clean and calm. She was the best maker of mint tea. She was gracious, thoughtful, full of good works, selfless.
She was the woman I want to be.
I wish I could have told her all this myself before she died but I'm no good at that. All I could do is cry when I went to see her when she was sick. But I hope she knew how much I truly loved her.
Thank you, God, for putting such a wonderful person in my life.












