My Return..

It was pointed out to me that my last post was about Lacrosse, and here we are coming up on Lacrosse season again. So shame on me I guess. There is so much I want to write about that I have no idea where to start. So I thought I'd put up something I wrote and read for my grandma's funeral in January. I have it hanging in my office as a reminder and I kinda like it so I thought I'd share. It was a great tribute to her, and who I thought she really was, and it was very personal to me when I wrote it..

My Grandma
I stop today and think of what she meant, and who she was.
I play back memories in my mind and smile at each one.
My Grandma, loved in her own way, she was special to us all.
She cared for you, and wished you well, but she rarely answered when you'd call.
She had her quirks, she spoke her mind, she'd tell you exactly what she thought.
Your hair is messed; you've gained some weight, that doesn't look like you at all.
Here's some money, grab your coat, Linda will take you to the mall.
Grandma shopped with us for our first crib, bought a prom dress here and there.
A wedding dress, the costumes made, she was always one to care.
She loved her grandkids most of all, sang their praises every one.
Soccer games, and skating lessons, even cartoons in bed all day.
She lived her life through all of us, each special in our own way.
Grandma, quite a stubborn thing, worked hard her whole life through.
Retired off and on for years, so Dr. Ward she must have loved him too.
I think God saw her struggling, saw her sick and said no more.
He called her home to be with him, he helped walk her through the door.
I held her hand when she said good bye, we all felt the loss that day.
She will watch us now from up above, I can almost hear her say.
Don't cry for me, I'm not in pain, I left that all behind.
I'm happy now, I'll miss you all.. It's Grandma's turn to shine.


I will admit to not being as close to her as I should have. I tried, but could have tried harder. My mom encouraged me to see her and always asked if I had. No excuses but sometimes I get so involved in myself and my problems that it's hard to make time for someone else. I am grateful that I went to see her on Christmas since she died just a few days later. The biggest lesson I learned from that is that you never know when the last time you see someone will be. Make it count.