About an hour ago in a little Catholic Church in Kingsburg my Grandma's funeral started. I'm brokenhearted I am not there to celebrate the life of my Grandma Sue. There will be stories told, good food eaten and Music Man sang.
I am there in spirit and am sending my prayers and love to California. My family asked me to write something for my Grandma and only a few people knew about it. This poem is in the program and may or may not be being read outloud.
I miss my grandma so much and was so blessed to have her in my life as long as I did.
Thank you for all of your love, support and continued prayers.
a simple thank you
Over the overpass from where I grew up
Stood a house.
Two story
filled with food, laughter
and a lot of people
Chalkboard walls
a pool table
a piano that more than one generation
of toddlers clunked on
This house holds my childhood, my teenage years
it holds Christmas and Easter. Thanksgiving and July 4th
Sunday dinners and hours of card games.
This house holds my Grandma
It holds her spirit and her life.
And for all of those memories and those moments
I want to tell her thank you.
Thank you Grandma.
Thank you for your kids
For the family you created.
Thank you for your quiet laughter
And the way you cheated at rummy tile
how you said “salsa”
Thank you for passing on your love of books.
for quiet times in the recliners reading
Thank you for all of the lunches during high school
And making me try tuna salad.
Thank you for taking me to the doctors when I was little
Thank you for always believing in me
In who I am
and what I want to do.
Thank you for your shrimp cocktail
And that no one can ever replicate it.
Thank you for your peace.
Your patience
Your faith
Your heart and
your love of others
That you passed on to me
I love you Grandma
And even though I am far away from home
I know you are with me, right beside me
Forever and for always
Megs
Mary Kathleen Sorenson
February 4th 1921-February 23rd 2013
