Hazel
While my parents were off traveling the world and being way too cool to be parents, my Grandma always welcomed me with open arms, warm homemade bread, and chocolate milk.
Hazel was a simple woman, a child of the Oklahoma Dust Bowl. Have you have ever read "The Grapes of Wrath" ? If so, then you have read my Grandma's story. She worked hard her whole life, and shared everything she ever had.
I have been in Oklahoma for over a week. My Grandma passed away early last Monday morning. I am glad I was there, and I am glad I got to spend her last few days on this earth with her and that I got to tell her how important she is to me and how much I truly appreciate her and thank her for everything she ever did for me. Even though I no longer live in Oklahoma, I am very happy that I always made it a point to go see her a few times a year and spend lots of time with her. I always tried to spend every moment with her. She was so fun to be around. I will miss her terribly. My whole family will miss her terribly.
Hazel was not a wealthy woman--however she was rich with love. I am a better person because she loved me.
So far 2008 has been full of loss for me, but I will choose to be happy, 'cause that is what Grandma would have wanted.
I love you Grandma.
Photo 1--when I took Grandma to get her hair colored and fixed a couple of years ago.
Photo 2--Grandma and I at her apartment last summer.
Photo 3- Grandma in her shirt I bought her for our 4th of July party 2 years ago.
Photo 4- Grandma and I at her rehab after her surgery last July.