Susan Hundley's blog

Loss Again

I wrote this in August this year:

Much has happened in my little life.  Lots of loss but the Lord has been faithful and I'm anchored and closer to Him than ever.  I have good friends and a loving family that have been supportive throughout.

My Dad died a year ago August 4th....

My Mom died just a few weeks ago, July 12th.  Her first symptom was in March and now she's gone.  A measure of comfort I have is that Mom and Dad are together.  Mom smiled at something/someone/s when she died.  As if she was smiling at us by her bedside and beyond at something very, very wonderful.  I think she may have been greeted by my Dad.  I'll have to ask when I see them again.  I KNOW my Mom is more than fine.  That gives me the strength to carry on here 

I've lost both my parents in less than a years time.  Wow, never would I have thought I'd be in this position.  You just never know in this life.  They were both in their mid-60's. 

Life is a gift.  Thank you, Lord, for the loving relationship I had with both my parents.  The grief I feel is a result of the love we shared.  I'm thankful.  Yet, I cry not for them, but for me.

Just lost a good friend this week to a motorcycle accident.  She was so supportive to both me and my Mom these last several months.  She brought goodies when she visited Mom and enough to feed visitors and staff too.  She prayed with and for me and my family.  That is valuable and cherished.  The last text message I got from her was the evening before her accident.  She simply texted 'Praying for you'.  She had a big heart and was an encouraging sister in Christ.  I will miss the connection we shared of her being there for me concerning Mom.  That was a comfort to me.  She started out a Vox neighbor and became an offline friend.

In the midst of this incredible loss I feel peace.  I don't know what tomorrow will bring but thankful for the peace I have today.

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Today, December 23rd, I just want to let you know that my sweet Grandmother joined my Mom, Dad, Glenda, and many loved ones when she died to this life on October 16th.  I miss them all so much.  Many here used to pray for the situation with my Grandmother and with my Dad.  That's why I'm posting here in the off chance some may see this.  If any of you are on Facebook, let me know and I'd love to stay connected with you over there.   

I wish those who read this a very blessed Christmas and a new year filled with love and joy.

Mom Dad Me Grandma - Mother's Day a few yrs ago

 

Trivia Sunday - More Grandma stories

It's a gorgeous day in Indiana.  So while visiting Grandma I asked if she'd like to sit outside for awhile.  She did.  So I cleaned a couple chairs outside and also the little table for us to put our coffee and cookies.  Ah, it's the small things in life shared with ones we love that are important.  

Me and Grandma 4th of July 07

 

The following is some trivia I picked up today while visiting with my Grandma under the shade of the big sycamore tree in her front yard.

-  Mamaw, Grandma's mother, was only 33 years old when Grandma and Grandpa got married!

-  When Papaw first saw Mamaw from afar he said to himself, 'She's mine'.  .

-  After a very short courtship, Papaw went to ask for Mamaw's hand in marriage.  He sat in the front parlor for the longest time.  He hadn't asked the question yet but she, Mamaw's mother, suspected the question was coming.  Or so that's how the story goes.  Story is that Mamaw's mother kept making trip, after trip, after trip, filling up the stove with wood chips.  After awhile of that, Papaw, who was all of 21 said, 'do you think the stove has enough chips in it for now?'  She replied, 'I suspect so'.  So she came into the room where he was and he asked for her youngest daughters hand in marriage.  She responded by saying 'I don't believe she can even boil water!'  He replied.  "That's alright.  She will learn."  Then she said, 'She doesn't even know how to cook!'  He replied, 'I can cook!  I'll teach her'.  She proceeded to tell him everything she didn't know how to do and every single thing she said he countered with a positive response.  So they were married.  Mamaw was 15 and Papaw was 21 when they married.  She gave birth to Grandma at 16.  Grandma was the oldest of 8 children.  Mamaw was a fiery thing and Papaw never raised his voice and had the patience of a saint.  

-  Later, I asked Grandma what she'd want in a man if she were looking.  She didn't hesitate in saying:  1) He needs to be a born-again Christian.  She followed up with 2) he doesn't smoke  3)  his lips don't touch liquor  4) and he's not a big liar!  She then paused and said that she actually means he doesn't tell untruths.  Lastly 5) He can keep a confidentiality.   I asked her if that meant that he also not tell her as well.  And she said yes and that she has kept even to this day things that others have asked her not to share. 

So, those are some high points of my conversation with Grandma.  Some of you have asked that I share things about my Grandma every once in awhile, so there you have a bit of trivia for today.  :-)