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Thinking of Grandma

It was 18 years ago today that Grandma left us here and returned home to God and to be reunited with all of those who had left before her. I will forever remember her last weeks as some of the most difficult, but also some of the most beautiful moments I’ve had in my life.

It was important to Grandma that she return to the ranch and that she not die in a hospital where nobody knew her. My parents and uncles and aunts arranged for her to come home to her house, and they set up a hospital bed in the living room for her.

Probably what I remember most is how the family gathered. It seemed like the house was full of her children and grandchildren – all of us eating, drinking tea, and sharing stories. I’ve always felt Grandma’s heart in this house, but never more than I did during that time.

There was even a moment – one that I call the “I’ll love you forever moment” where she wanted to join us all in the kitchen but was unable to walk from her bed. My loving cousin Ryan picked her up the same way I’m sure she had picked him up countless times when he was small, and carried her into the kitchen, gently placing her in a chair, so that she could be part of the fun. When I would read “I love you forever” to my kids I always burst into tears when the son carried his mother because of this moment. It was so simple and beautiful.

Dad called me at work when she died. Somehow they let the call go into my classroom so I got the news while standing in front of my students. At the time I was teaching mostly kids who had been labeled with behaviours so extreme they were not allowed into regular classrooms. I can’t think of a better bunch of people to hear the news with – most of these kids knew sorrow. They were so good and kind and all of them said something nice to me as a I grabbed my things and left for the ranch.

When the boy and I got out there (he was almost 3 at the time – I’d grabbed him from his dayhome) the house was much quieter. My uncles and aunts were there, grandma was still there although her soul was already dancing in heaven. My aunt headed out to the field for a quiet moment and returned with crocuses – it’s very early to have them here on April 5th and we don’t really get them here at all anymore. I remember we all just sat there, sharing stores and supporting each other. My other aunt knew Grandma well enough to know that she wouldn’t want to go out with her hair all a mess so she sat down in the living room at the bed and redid that fabulous updo that Grandma sported for as long as I could remember. Another beautiful act of kindness and love.

I have learned a lot about how to love and how to grieve from my family. And a lot about how important it is to have faith. I have faith that Grandma is in a better place that is filled with love and joy. I hope she looks down on us living here in her home and knows how grateful we are for the space, and for the memories that live within these walls.

From Grandma’s Kitchen has been a series of stories and photos that was created here in the kitchen she loved so much, but really it is has been a way for me to honour one of the greatest, fiercest, most loving and faith filled people I have ever known. This home was a place of refuge for me when I was younger, not because of the building but became of the home that Grandma created within these walls. She taught us all the importance of family, of loving each other, and of loving God (and also of cows and to always dress and act like a lady).

Grandma I am so grateful for all the gifts you gave me- I carry that wisdom deep in my soul. You are missed and you are loved.

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Days Gone By 8 (FGK 221)

Grandma and her friend Jean are in the front. Not sure who the woman is standing in back.
Yes, this is “me”. One Sunday in the country. The other party is a cousin. He is a ______ – sixteen years old. Don’t think for a minute he is half as ______ as he looks. He is the biggest mischief I have run across for quite a while. Louise
I would have sworn this was a Ramsay photo – but nope. There are a few ski ones – and I’m not sure if they weren’t in Ontario for a visit.
John Brown with nieces Edna and Ruth
McDougall memorial 1927
I think we’ve seen this one before, but it’s a great photo so I’ll throw it in again.
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Days Gone By 7 (FGK 220)

Uncle Gord! 4 years
1944. L-R Marshall, Edna, Sheila, Margie in front
Margie and David, Sheila and Gordie and Lawrence and Marshall 1944
Dec 1944. Tracy, ???, Sheila, Marshall, and Margie
Sheila, Margie, and me. Winter 1947
The whole family (Marshall, Edna, Sheila, Percy, Margie in front). Christmas 1947
I took all these photos in the same spot. This one I retook/scanned on my phone several times but for whatever reason Grandma’s stained glass window insisted on making an appearance for this one.
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Days Gone By 4 (FGK 217)

Sheila, Margie, Marshall 1947
There’s a lot going on in this one. I think it’s Grandma on the left holding a tray of food all dressed up in the field. The poor man sitting on the left looks like he was caught by surprise.
We’ve seen this one before – but the back is this photo says “Edna at Coal? Camp” anyone know where that is? The photo was printed in Vancouver as far as I can tell
I *think* this is Grandma and her friend Jean. They seem to me like they had an Anne Shirley/Diana Barry kind of friendship- one that we should all be so lucky to have.
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Days Gone By 2 (FGK 215)

Help me out if you know who anyone is!

Percy and I (Edna) and Margaret Rowland (A friend). Summer 1947. Grandma is closest to the barn, Grandpa beside her.
Granny’s grave.
Grandpa
Maybe grandma?
Grandma and her friend Jean, not sure who the man is – one of their fathers?
Grandpa, Jean, Grandma, George (I think? Jean’s husband?)
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Days Gone By 1 (FGK 214)

Some photos of Grandma (and family) in her younger days!

Grandma with short hair.
This is the same photo as above, I believe it’s Aunt Aileen in the car
Grandma on the right. I’m pretty sure that’s her BFF Jean with her
(Edna on the far left)
Grandma is the back left. I think it’s Jean beside her? Not sure who the lady is in the front.
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Memories of Grandma’s 80th 12 (FGK 213)

Ladies and Gentlemen,

When Margie asked me to be the master of ceremonies this afternoon she also asked me if I would talk about Aunt Edna’s life. Instead of talk about you Auntie Edna, I am going to talk to you.

For all of us here this afternoon, you represent a friend, a sister-in-law, a cousin, an aunt, a great-grandmother, a grandmother, or mother whatever this relationship however, we are here to show our love and respect for you.

Your roots go back in the Jumping Pound and Cochrane communities. In you, I believe are found to be those qualities so admired in the pioneers of this country.

I have always admired your great strength, often in adversity nurtured by your upbringing, the love of and from Uncle Percy, and your family, and a strong faith in God.

Your concern for others is evident and all of us have been touched by this concern in one way or another.

Your considerable efforts in making a home for your family and in helping to make the ranch what it is today have been noted. One always has an always will be made to feel welcome wherever you call home.

The Jumping Pound community is a better place because of your commitment to and involvement in its development. And the Cochrane community is now benefitting from this same commitment.

Your warmth and regard for others whether family and friends or for strangers has been something I have envied in you. You have that rare quality to make others feel comfortable and welcome.

Thus,. As well as wishing you a Happy Birthday Auntie Edna, I wish and I believe everyone here would also wish to say thank you for being a part of our lives. We all owe you something in one way or another

Love, Gord.

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Memories of Grandma’s 80th 11 (FGK 212)

Grandma, You are so giving and loving. You always know the right thing to say. You are always ready to lend a helping hand. You always have as mile to cheer up my day. You have given me so many fond memories. You always make your house feel like home. You are very trusting (especially in letting your grand children drive your car without a license!) You always take the time to talk to everyone. You are so kind and I am very grateful that I have such a wonderful Grandma that I love so much.

Happy 80th birthday! Love always, Melissa

*disclaimer: this was the only acid wash I ever owned, and the only time I ever wore this dress- but standing beside Grandma as the Heritage Belle this photo keeps showing up. Mom bought the dress from the lady who sold us Rolex so I kind of love it even though it’s so ugly. Doesn’t Grandma look beautiful as the Heritage Belle? Proof we are beautiful at any age, especially when our beauty radiates from within.

Grandma. Here is a poem just for you, the best grandma in the world.

Grandma

Bread, pies

Loving, caring, soothing

ready, beautiful, young, playful

Loving, playing, laughing,

Toys, games

Grandchildren

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