Thursday, February 4, 2010

An Amazing Woman

This post may seem a little off topic but in reality it is a foundational part of the dream and actualization of the Yonderosa. Please pardon the mixed up rambling.

My heroes are my Grandparents and I was blessed to have all four well into my adult life.  I'm going to share one of them with you in this post.

My Grandmother was born into a hard working family in the southern United States with roots back to the American Revolution.  Her father was a successful businessman and pillar of his community.  Her Grandfather (mother's side) fought in the Civil War.  He was wounded in several battles and ended the War as a POW.  He survived the long walk home across several states once he was released - a harrowing ordeal that isn't commonly reported in the history books.  He later became a Doctor.  Both of these men she greatly admired and loved.  As a girl she rode a horse to school.  They lived in town but had a large lot where they raised chickens and grew a garden.  The home was nice by the standards of the day and her father would walk home for "Dinner" (the main meal - mid day) with his family. 

In her mid teens she met my Grandfather and they married when she was 18.  They literally lived "dirt floor poor" but they were both industrious and quickly improved their situation as they earned better jobs.  My Grandfather had brothers working in the Pacific Northwest and encouraged them to move.  Seeking a better life they borrowed some money, packed up the few belongs they had a set out to start a new life away from their families right in the middle of the Great Depression.  My grandfather quickly found employment and his with ability and leadership skills advanced rapidly.  By the time World War II came to America he was not allowed to enlist or be drafted because of the importance of his job to the war effort.


My Grandmother worked as "Rosie the Riveter" during and after the war.  Her petite size allowed her to access areas in the tail sections which made her valuable to the Boeing company even after enough men returned to fill the positions.

The family continued to prosper  in the years following which allowed them to buy a nice home on a large property that they raised two kids, had horses, a big garden and created a beautiful yard.  They even built a swimming pool that years later I learned to swim in.  The area wasn't so crowded then and they both enjoyed the many nearby outdoor opportunities this area is (was) blessed with.




The 747 project took them north and they found another home where they once again built an amazing garden and yard.  With her kids grown and out of the nest she had more time to pursue other interests - like motorcycles...  How many kids can say that they rode around on the back of their Grandmother's motorcycle?  Not many now and a lot fewer then.  Later she would be the first person in our family to buy a computer...


Our stays with them were always filled with adventures - road trips, fishing, camping, gardening, auto mechanics, woodworking, art, cooking.... were just a small sampling of the activities we were exposed to. 

They had a Yonderosa of their own.  5 acres on a great Steelhead  river.  Steelhead fishing with a fly rod is high church to many anglers and they were enthusiastic members of that congregation.  I was too young to fully appreciate it but the magic of the river, the mountains, the critters and the beauty imprinted deeply upon me.

Grandmas are well known for their cooking abilities and this Grandma was on another level.  It didn't matter what it was, it was good.  Everything from vegetables freshly picked garden to a plain white bread sandwich would be a feast to remember.  Even finicky eaters succumb to her culinary prowess.  A place at her table - whether that was in the dining room, on the tailgate of a truck, on the beach or along a trail is a reward beyond compare.  A Thanksgiving dinner with Grandma would test the limits of self control with the endless sampling of delectable delights.

I have been blessed with many sittings at those tables.  Only in your Grandmother's eyes are you perpetually too skinny.  A little over a decade ago we'd have dinner regularly together and up until recently at least monthly.  Last month I enjoyed another fabulous meal and her company.  Even north of ninety I marveled at her independent and vibrant spirit.

After my Grandfather died my Grandmother remained in her home for a few years.  I lived nearby and was able to help out whenever she needed chores done.  A dislocated hip and subsequent replacement prompted the home's sale a move back into town and closer to son and daughter.  With the proceeds of her home's sale she loaned me the money to build my current home.  That project has paid dividends many times over and made buying the Yonderosa possible - yet another connection to and legacy of her wonderful life.

For my entire life she has been a source of great support, encouragement and sage advice.  Through her I can link back distant generations and history.  She is inspirational though she would never say that about herself.  There is so much more I could write about this amazing woman and could never articulate it well enough to give much more than a glimpse who she really is.  I am proud to be her grandson.

This post allowed me to gather some of the thoughts swirling around in my mind.  Earlier this week my Grandmother had a major stroke.  If she survives it will mean the end of her living independently, something she fears more than anything else.   It tears at my heart, not wanting to let go of her yet knowing that her spirit can not be contained in her broken body.  Much of what I've written I've shared with her in the past yet I am filled with regret of not telling her more.  I hope to get another chance.  It is times like these I realize how blessed I have been and regret taking even a single second for granted.  For fifty years she's been a big part of my life, a constant and seemingly unstoppable.  Accepting this new reality is difficult.  We've put it in God's hands.  Thanks for the prayers, support and a chance to brag about my Grandma.

13 comments:

  1. I can honstely say this is the first time a blog entry brought a tear to my eye. Yours or anyone elses. You and your grandmother are in my prayers today.

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  2. Like Grant, I have tears in my eyes for your wonderful & special grandmother and you. What a wonderful story and I thank you for sharing her with us. She appears to be an extroadinary woman of her time. I pray that she will overcome her broken hip and be able to extend her life and your time with her. I imagine when you go to your Yonderosa you think of her and what she has enabled you to do. Thanks again for sharing her wonderful life's story....debbie

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  4. I offer my humble apologies for calling you by the wrong name in my previous comment, which I just deleted. This is a wonderful post, and brought back a lot of memories of my own Grandmother, who was also a wonderful lady. I wrote a poem about her after she passed away in 2003. I will post it later today. Again, my aplogies, "Mo". I know you'll forgive me!

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  5. Thank you for the prayers and kind words Grant, Debbie and Mona. I'll post an update in a bit. We've gotten a little more news and my focus is scattered trying to piece it together.

    Mona, NO need to apologize. Always love it when you stop by and leave a comment. Your blog continues to amaze me with your many talents. Another thing I have in common with your husband is we both married great women.

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  6. Mo...I know that losing a grand parent is such a sad part of our life, and my prayers are with you and your family.

    At least you have those wonderful memories to help keep her live in your heart!

    Best wishes!

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  7. Hey Mo
    Thanks for sharing this. I will pray for your grandma and family too.

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  8. UPDATE: I was able to visit with my Grandmother yesterday for a few hours. I could communicate with her. Her wit and kindness still shine through. She doesn't initiate conversation but can answer questions. Her left side is parylized and she's lost vision in her left eye. The prognosis lacks much hope. A stroke is a cruel thing.

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  9. Our thoughts are with you...both of my grandmothers have passed...but they both lived into their 90's...it was great to be able to hear their stories....the history we can provide to our children and (hopefully) grandchildren is one legacy that generation after generaton has performed since the begining of time.

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  10. You sound like a very sweet and kind man. I never knew my grandmothers so you are fortunate to have such a lovely woman in your life. Hope she recovers. I signed up to follow your adventures in such beautiful country. Stop by my place and return the favor if you like what you see.
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  11. Mo,

    Thank you for sharing this amazing story about your Grandparents. I truly felt every word you said about them.
    If anyone was my hero it would have to be my Gramma. She was a strong and solid woman. I learned sooo much from her. She too had a BIG stroke in April '09. Sadly she passed away in May '09. I miss her terribly every day.
    You have such wonderful memories of your Grandparents. I will keep her and your family in my prayers. ~jen

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  12. Mo, you have been awarded The Sunshine Award. The Sunshine award is given to those bloggers who brighten up your day. I always am happy to see your new posts and wait for them patiently. I know your busy and probably don't have time to send to 12 other people, I just wanted you to know I enjoy your posts...debbie You can get your award by stopping by my blog...debbie

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  13. A stroke really IS a cruel thing. Your Grandmother would be proud of you if she knew what you had posted about her. Make sure she knows that you value the influence she has had on you and how she has helped you in your life. She'll really love it, and you too for telling. God be with you all.

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