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My Grandmother – 09/11/2007 (c)

NOTE: My grandmother passed away in the early hours of Tuesday morning. The following was written at her house that afternoon as various members of the family were trying to come up with something to put on paper for the preacher to use for her service.

I wrote this the first time I had to deal with the death of a loved one.

~04/01/1993 – Depart (c)

Life,
  Brief,
    But a glorious flash,
      fireworks,
    against the dark night sky of death

Subsiding,
  falling,
    fading,
      ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
    the soul is now gone

Life,
  Brief,
    Each soul in its own way,
      gloriously touching each life,
    in its own way

Subsiding,
  Falling,
    Memories standing,
      melancholy,
    against the flood of tears

And now,
  depart

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It is impossible to accurately describe anyone in a series of words or sentences, when their life has been, and meant, so very much to so many people.

I remember her sitting on the back step whipping her divinity. She did this so many times, and no matter how old I got I was always amazed at how she could beat that boiled sugar into something so light, and wonderful. The way she put all of the love she had into making that candy for people that she cared for. Sometimes, she would have to take a break from her work. She would wipe the back of her hand across her forehead and let out a sight, “Shoo!”. No one could ever duplicate that sound. But she could never stop for long, her task was a hard one. But she always kept at it and never gave up.

This is the way she was with me, with all of us really. She would take something as hot and unforgiving as candied sugar, much like a stubborn adolescent child. And pouring all of her love and heart into her work, she would set about working on us. Taking us to hand and working, vigilantly and tirelessly until she helped turn each one of us into something beautiful, unique and amazingly loved. Sometimes taking a break to wipe her forehead with the back of her hand and letting out her “Shoo!” before going straight back to her work.

Andy Winemiller
Grandson

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