Each of us has someone who helps set our path for us. Some of the time this is good, other times it is not. I was blessed to have the best woman I have ever known be my grandmother.
Nana was strong, opinionated, talented, brave and Godly. She was a woman before her time, graduating high school at 15 and college at 17, in 1928. She married my grandfather two years after and spent her life as an "Army Wife". She lived through the good and prayed through the bad. In her 50's she was widowed, and although she lived to 86, she never remarried. She could cook, garden, quilt, tumble gemstones and with a hug make everything feel better.
She did not like me when I was an older child and teenager. I was strong willed and didn't do things as she would have had me (or looking back, as I would have had me) do them. Yet, I never felt that I was not loved by her. She was honest with me and willing to tell me when she thought I was wrong and why. To date, the most profound moment of my life happened when I was 21 and she told me, "I didn't use to like you, I loved you, but I didn't like you. Now, I like you and I am proud that you are my granddaughter." The words still sting because I understand the meaning, but they make me aware of my personal journey and the woman that I have become.
Nana is why I quilt, she is why I continue to attempt to garden and she is why I try to keep my mouth closed when I want to lash out. She was a lady until the day she died and I want nothing more than to be like her. If I was recognized as a woman of her caliber, it would be saying a lot. I told her when I was 18 that I wanted to be "Susie Homemaker", the next Christmas she gave me an entire set of cookbooks. She told me that I would need the right tools if I wanted to be "Susie Homemaker". Nana listened.
These last few days, I have thought about Nana quite a bit. I think it is because she has been gone for two and a half years and so much in my life has changed. So much more is going to change, though. My mother, her daughter, is dealing with very serious health issues and Nana always seemed to have an inner strength that calmed us all. She is not here to do that now. I have to find a way to calm myself and to remains strong for my family and I am terrified that I will fail at this. I find myself wanting to retreat into my own home and ignore the life that is going on around me, but I know that this would not be living up to my grandmother's example. So now, I must pray through the bad.
For anyone reading, the best piece of advice I have ever heard came from Nana after she had been placed in Hospice. When asked what lesson was the most important in her life, she told us, "Never say anything intentionally meant to hurt another person, our words hurt others enough when we don't try."