The Harvest
So there has been a lot of loss in Colorado recently as I am sure many of you have seen on the news, but one loss that effected me personally was not on the news. My daycare mother whom I considered my third grandmother passed suddenly. She was one of the most amazing women that I knew and I am going to miss her dearly. Her loss was like a punch to the gut for not only me, but her family as well. Her husband passed in February and seven months later we lost her. I am not sure if this is a testament to what 60 years of being with someone and true love is, but I would like to think that it is. I know that she is in heaven, no question. That is something that no matter what anyone says can never be disputed in my mind. So how do you cope with something like this. I feel like I have lost a grandmother every year for the past two years. I have one left and I try to cherish and spend time with her as much as possible. Loss really seems to create appreciation for others. How do you pay homage to a woman who gave so much in life to others. I would visit her through the years and she would constantly ask me about how I was doing, even when I tried to focus the conversation on her she just wanted to hear about my life. She once asked me when I was going to get married and have children and I told her that she would have to come out of retirement. She told me that wasn't going to happen so we agreed that we were at an impass. LOL. She was great. She potty trained me. She helped to ween me off of my bottle. She taught me how to appreciate the littel things in life, that burnt toast may not be good to us, but it is great food for birds. That the earth was a rich place and a garden can bring miracles and joy. That old cans can be stilts to play with for hours. How as an only child, that I can still share things with others and that the best halloween costumes are the ones she used to sew for me every year. She loved Johnny Mathis, collecting clowns and other people. Oh, and at her memorial service I learnd that she had a liking for Vegas. When the chips were down and school was too much, work was too much, and life was too real I would stop and have a Murphy day. In school I would just take the day off and spend it with her, and if I was able I would leave work early and go spend the rest of the day with her. She was always welcoming with a big smile and an even bigger hug. She never met a stranger. So today I have to officially say goodbye to "My Murphy." She is so greatly missed.
This blog is dedicated to the memory of Mrs. Winifred Murphy. I love you Murphy and I will miss you always.
Love,
Amber
So there has been a lot of loss in Colorado recently as I am sure many of you have seen on the news, but one loss that effected me personally was not on the news. My daycare mother whom I considered my third grandmother passed suddenly. She was one of the most amazing women that I knew and I am going to miss her dearly. Her loss was like a punch to the gut for not only me, but her family as well. Her husband passed in February and seven months later we lost her. I am not sure if this is a testament to what 60 years of being with someone and true love is, but I would like to think that it is. I know that she is in heaven, no question. That is something that no matter what anyone says can never be disputed in my mind. So how do you cope with something like this. I feel like I have lost a grandmother every year for the past two years. I have one left and I try to cherish and spend time with her as much as possible. Loss really seems to create appreciation for others. How do you pay homage to a woman who gave so much in life to others. I would visit her through the years and she would constantly ask me about how I was doing, even when I tried to focus the conversation on her she just wanted to hear about my life. She once asked me when I was going to get married and have children and I told her that she would have to come out of retirement. She told me that wasn't going to happen so we agreed that we were at an impass. LOL. She was great. She potty trained me. She helped to ween me off of my bottle. She taught me how to appreciate the littel things in life, that burnt toast may not be good to us, but it is great food for birds. That the earth was a rich place and a garden can bring miracles and joy. That old cans can be stilts to play with for hours. How as an only child, that I can still share things with others and that the best halloween costumes are the ones she used to sew for me every year. She loved Johnny Mathis, collecting clowns and other people. Oh, and at her memorial service I learnd that she had a liking for Vegas. When the chips were down and school was too much, work was too much, and life was too real I would stop and have a Murphy day. In school I would just take the day off and spend it with her, and if I was able I would leave work early and go spend the rest of the day with her. She was always welcoming with a big smile and an even bigger hug. She never met a stranger. So today I have to officially say goodbye to "My Murphy." She is so greatly missed.
This blog is dedicated to the memory of Mrs. Winifred Murphy. I love you Murphy and I will miss you always.
Love,
Amber
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