Lot 48: My Grandmother

February 5, 2013

My Grandmother

This is my grandmother Arlene.  Arlene Paul. She is my father's mother and he is named after her (Paul.) Isn't she pretty? Do you think I look like her?  She was in her 20s in this picture, I believe.  (Thanks to either my cousin or aunt for giving me this picture years ago.  I don't remember who gave this to me, but thank you.)
I've been thinking a lot about her lately.  I have never met her, but she is still an example to me.  My dad has told me so many stories about her and she was an amazing woman.  
I had made a difficult but right decision the other day and was talking to my dad about it and he reminded me of a story about my grandmother that I had heard my whole life.  In the story, she was in the exact situation I was in at the moment and she had made the right decision.  She had made the hard choice, but it was the right choice.  I was so proud of her and of myself.  I felt so connected to her and proud of both of us that we were strong enough to do the right thing.  
This is not the only time I have followed her example.  I think of her examples often like when I pay my tithing.  She is the reason I pay my tithing.  Because of a story my dad told me.  She is the reason I have never been in an unhealthy relationship.  Because she was in many and I know how it affected her family and her.  She is the reason for a lot of things I do. 
Sometimes I feel as though I can feel her presence.  She died years before my dad even married and a decade before I was born and it has always made me sad that I never met her.  But then I remember that we had ten beautiful years together in heaven.  I'm sure we were best friends and I can feel her watching down on me sometimes.  I feel as though I know her.  And even though I have never met her, I miss her often.  She was such a strong woman.  Wow.  I love her so much.  I miss her so much.  And I am a little jealous that my sister is named after her.  Rachelle, you have a lot to live up to.  But I know you know that.
I love you, Grandma Arlene

1 comment:

  1. I weep thinking of her and her influence on you. She was a wonderful mom. I'm glad you think of her, I do too.


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