Aug. 30 2015
A Few Life Lessons...
This morning I thought I'd share a few life lessons that have been weighing on me lately. I learned these from my Granny. I hesitate to blog this for fear that I might leave something important that she taught me out...but I guess I can always write a follow up if need be. I'm just gonna let my heart spill out a bit.
You see, she was incredibly important to me. But in a way, that I never really realized how much before because it was buried so deep. It wasn't until recently, as she lived her final days, that her role in my life has became more magnetized.
1.) Love Hard.
She taught me to love hard. She made sure everyone that she loved, knew they were loved, deeply. She never held back the chance to say "I love you." She never hesitated to give big hugs. When ever I left her home, she insisted on walking me out. Even the very last time I visited her. She would wait until I was in my car, just to have the chance to wave goodbye and blow me a kiss. She always expressed love abundantly, and without hesitation.
2.) Sharing & Giving.
She shared everything. She struggled accepting gifts, because sharing was so much more important to her. Life wasn't easy for her growing up, she didn't have much as a child, and lost her mother at the age of 12...and then lost her father a few years later. She was the eldest of her four siblings and had to take on a lot at a very young age. She learned early on what it meant to stretch a dime. That always stayed with her. She was uncomfortable with large purchases for herself, but always wanted those around her to have it all.
As my mom wrote in her obituary "She never knew a stranger." She talked, laughed, and joked with everyone. Going to the grocery store with her was an experience. She hugged strangers, she gave random children cookies, she called cute young boys her "boyfriend." She was a hoot. She never cared much about social norms. She just saw goodness in people. And that was just on the surface. For me she was incredibility approachable because she shared her stories with me. She told me all about her first love, the birth of her babies, her many travels (as my Papa was in the air force). The common theme in all of her stories was about "the people". She loved people and all their differences. She allowed me to share my life with her. I could tell her anything, and she would always respond back with a caring tone.
4.) Warmth & Kindness
The moment someone stepped foot in her home. "Can I get you something to drink? Can I get you something to eat? You look tired. Why don't you go get up on my bed and cut the fan on." She wanted to make sure you felt as comfortable as possible in her home. And in her glory days...she could cook. Wow, the best food I've ever tasted. The moment you were in her presence (even strangers) you immediately felt loved.
5.) Sense of Humor
She never took herself too seriously. She loved to laugh, tell wild stories, and she was famous for her random sayings in her Tennessee accent. She joked around a lot, and cracked herself up a lot. She knew the power of a good laugh.
6.) Building Memories
Whenever I left her home she would always tell me "I love you Jenny Girl, go build some memories." My eyes tear up just typing those words as I can hear her voice so strong. She constantly encouraged me to "do fun things." She always reminded to build as many memories now, because memories are all you have towards the end of your life.
Happy Monday My Friends.....
Cheers to loving hard and laughing along the way. xo