Saturday, March 17, 2012

Generations continued...

Grandma Frances is one of the two grandparents I am most like. She had a heart for the lost and the hurting. She worked as a nurse most of her life, and in her later years she went on several mission trips to minister to the poor and the unsaved. She spent her entire life taking care of people, and she did it with a glad heart!

Many people have told me throughout the years that they can see that I have a great propensity to love. I believe this is a trait I got from Grandma. She loved deeply, and she made sure to tell you so. While she was never a wealthy woman, I was shocked to discover the amount of money she had in the bank after her death. She lived in a small, rundown home for the whole time I knew her, yet she had the money to fix some things. But it was important to her to leave a legacy for her kids. This is something I want to do for my kids as well!

When I went to South Carolina for her funeral, so many family members remarked over and over how much I looked like her. I never had realized, and perhaps still don't, that I did. But they would say how beautiful she was. I have certainly never thought of myself as beautiful. (I mean, I have my moments, but...) If I were to be beautiful, though, I would want Grandma's kind of beauty. Sure, she was a pretty woman, and it was important to her to always look her best, but what made her beautiful was her spirit of love...I want that!

The summer before she passed away, I visited. She had pulled some of her important jewelry aside for me. I knew then that she knew she was going to die soon. She told me what each piece was. It probably isn't worth much, but it is so valuable to me, and I am thankful that she took the time to get it together for me.