Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Nanna

This morning my Nanna went home to Jesus.  She has been coping with Alzheimer's for several years now, so I usually say that my Nanna has been gone for a while.   This morning about 4, she officially left us.   And my heart is broken.   This is something that we have all believed for some time would be the best thing for her, but now that is is reality, it is much harder than I ever dreamed.   

Nanna loved to be outside.  She loved to garden and fish.   She cooked me the best chicken and rice in the whole wide world.   She made the best apple pie.   Period.    When we were little, my sisters and I spent almost every Friday night at Pap and Nanna's house.  We watched Dukes of Hazard, Dallas, and Falcon Crest at her house.   She would lay in the bed with us, scratch our backs, and tell us wonderful stories of her childhood.   She would wake up in the middle of the night and if she couldn't go back to sleep, she would mop her floor.  She and I would sit and shell peas and solve the world's problems.   I wish I could tell you how many hours I spent sitting in their living room talking with her.   She was the best listener.   She took us fishing, shopping, and out to lunch.   We even went to Branson with the two of the them.   She always wanted us to come up and help her decorate her Christmas tree.   Last year when I visited with her at Christmas, I cried thinking about the fond memories of that.   She and Pap came to the house every year on Christmas morning after everything was opened up to see our loot.   They oohed and awed every time.   

My Nanna loved her family so much and in so many ways.   My list is short but my memories are long.   I cannot do her justice here.   It just isn't possible.   She was the picture of putting others first and loving unconditionally and spoiling your family.   She is at peace and she isn't coping with a wretched, awful sickness anymore.   And I will cling to the wonderful memories of her and try to share them with my children - as they have never known the Nanna I knew.  

I love you, Nanna.

7 comments:

Jenn said...

I am praying for you and the Crow clan. I am so sorry for your loss. Nanna was truly a great one. I got to stay a few of those Friday nights as well and will never forget them, but my favorite Nanna memory happened just up the road a bit. One very hot Arkansas summer day Nanna and Arlevia took all of us girls to the Bear Caves and Shelley and Mandy were trying to spook the three of us younger ones into believing we may very well be eaten by bears that afternoon. Nanna never said much about it, but told us not to worry. Shelley and Mandy ran ahead at one point and Nanny hid in a cave. Arlevia called them back and Nanna jumped out and roared like a bear. Shelley and Mandy screamed for 10 minutes. Hilarious!

Kimberley said...

So sorry for your loss, Erin. Such a beautiful post!! Seemed like a picture-perfect Nanna! :)

Rikki said...

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Rikki said...

Ok I'm so sorry for posting the Liebster thing on this post. I hadn't read the posts from today yet and last I checked you hadn't posted in a while so I just picked the first post and commented on it without paying one lick of attention. I'm so sorry for your loss and pray for you guys to be comforted during this difficult time.

Jen said...

Oh, Erin. I'm so sorry about your Nanna. It's tough. I really hope this crazy weather doesn't interfere with your plans to honor her memory. Much love and many prayers to you.

Unknown said...

Erin, this is such a beautiful tribute to your Nanna. She was such a beautiful person -- so gentle and kind. She and your Pap left behind a wonderful heritage in your amazing family! Prayers and love for you all.

Kelley said...

So sorry to hear this Erin! Beautiful post about her!