On July 4, I awoke around 8:00 AM. I made breakfast, poured my cup of coffee, and sat down at the computer to write a blog entry that I never posted (or finished.) Around 8:20 AM my phone rang. When I saw that it was my dad, I knew it was the call that I had been expecting and dreading.
My sweet grandmother passed away in the early hours of this Fourth of July. She was 90, and lived the fullest life a person could dream of living.
At some point in the coming weeks I will write a tribute that hopefully conveys, in some small way, the greatness of this woman, but this morning I am not emotionally ready to do so (and writing such a piece is a task that will take weeks, not minutes or hours.) For this morning, I will simply share what I posted to Facebook yesterday:
Heaven gained an incredible lady early this morning. Words cannot do Grandma Tudor justice, and those of you who knew her (or have heard my infinite stories about her) know what I mean by that. She always loved and served wholeheartedly, putting herself before no one–family, friends, or complete strangers. After battling Alzheimer’s in her final years, today is truly a day of freedom for her. We miss her tremendously, but we know that she is (probably line-dancing) with God today.
If you had the pleasure of knowing my grandmother, please feel free to share your favorite memories here. ❤
What followed was an unbelievable outpouring of love, memories, and testimonies of how this tiny lady had touched so many lives. My friend Katie wrote:
“I don’t think I have ever told you this but Grandma Tudor is who I envision when I think of Mother Theresa…everything I have read about her was embodied in your grandma: loving, always busy taking care of the poor, full of wisdom, but delightfully humorous and full of spunk! I hope they are in heaven swapping stories right now!”
(Katie: thanks for bringing me to tears when I read this as well as ever time that I’ve reread it. ;-))
I know there will be plenty more tears shed in the coming weeks, but as my sister said yesterday, we are the only ones crying… not Grandma.
Thanks to everyone for the love, encouragement, and kind words on what was a very tough day yesterday. We take comfort in knowing that Grandma Tudor is finally free from the darkness that is Alzheimer’s and dancing with her Heavenly Father!
What a lovely post and tribute to your grandmother Catherine. Don’t really have much else to say except she clearly was adored and loved and, well, if she line-dances then she’s utterly brilliant in my book!
Thanks, Lucy! Hahaha, she did love to line-dance! 😀
I am so sorry for your loss – how wonderful she lived to 90 though!! Sending hugs your way!
Thank you! She certainly had a very long and full life!
She was obviously a much loved person in her life. who gave a lot of love to you all. I am sorry for you loss, may she rest in peace.
Thank you! I appreciate it!
Catherine, I’ve been hearing stories about your Grandmother for decades. I didn’t know her well, but was around her a few times. I give her credit for seeing that her grandchildren were well cared for and for getting you all to church on a regular basis. My guess would be that she’s a big part of the reason you chose your career path. It has been so sad to hear about her Alzheimer’s in recent years. She was always so keen of wit and sharp as a tack. And I’m sure she’s line dancing on the other side; kicking up her heels and so happy to be shed of her earthly body. She’ll be watching over you all, I’m confident of that. My deepest sympathies to you all.
Thanks, Anna Belle! She is a legend, and we probably don’t even know all the ways she’s impacted our lives for the better.
Aww I’m so sorry Catherine! My thoughts and prayers are with you!
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