My Grandma Moore (my Mum's Mommy) died when I was about 10 years old. I can't believe how fast those years have gone. I remember the day so well when my Mum came home crying her heart out because she had just lost her Mum. Even though I was so young when she died I have some amazing memories with her. Her and my Grandpa had a caravan in Bridlington and had done since my Mum was young and so we spent many school holidays and weekends there with them and then when she died my Mum would take me, Char and the boys alll the time - my dad had to work :( and Jec thought she was too cool to come to the caravan. But I LOVED the caravan. My Grandma suffered with Multiple Schlorosis and so was in a wheel chair for all of my life, but she would still never let that get her down. I never heard her complain at being in a wheel chair and not being able to walk and would just sit and watch us play with our friends outside the caravan or come with us on day trips into Brid and watch us on the rides. My Grandma would always take soo much interest in to our lives. Every Birthday she would get me Baby Born things, money for new baby born things or a new doll- I loved dolls and baby born. And for Christmas I remember she bought me one year a tea party set of Peter Rabbit, Thomas the Tank Engine giant book- I loved Thomas the Tank Engine haha and another of my favourites, the complete Noddy collection, How amazing right?! I'm not sure where the Thomas the Tank engine book is but the Noddy collection I will definatley be reading our babies. I also remember the times going over to her and Grandpa's house and watching Lady and the Tramp with my sisters, or Goodnight Mr Tom whilst eating all of her strawberry and custard boiled sweets. My Grandma was just a beautiful woman, inside and out. My Dad often mentions her and speaks so highly of her because she was amazing. My Mum definatley takes after her. Unfortunatley, my Grandma suffered with cancer in her Panreas and couldn't be treated for it because of her M.S and so passed away from them but on her funeral we were able to see her in her coffin. She looked so beautiful and so peaceful. It's sad that now she's gone from this life but I know that she's doing just fine. We believe that when we die our spirits are perfect and so I know without a doubt that she's in the spirit world with lots of new friends and my Cousin and my other Grandma, walking around and still being that beautiful woman.
My Grandma Monk (my Dad's Mommy) Passed away 5 years ago today. She was also amazing, she was very tough but amazing. My Grandma raised Six children all on her own. My dad and my Auntie's would often say how she worked soo hard and how many jobs she would have to try and raise money for her family. My Grandma would tell me stories too and she never complained about the work load being too much or having to do it on her own, she just got on with it. I loved going to her house of a weekend, watching disney films with her and chatting and I loved watching her and my Grandad together. They loved each other soo much, they made me laugh at how they were together, they would tell each other they loved each other all the time but sometimes they would really tease one another and call each other cheeky names. One time I'd gone round to see them and I had a new phone and so my Grandma was looking at it, she was phoning up their house phone and making my Grandad answer but when he did she would quickly hang up. He put the phone down and said "oh you know them kids." Me and Grandma were laughing our heads off. Eventually we told my Grandad and he just shook his head. He still talks about that now. She would make us all laugh at how she wouldn't be bothered at what people thought of her, she would tell them straight of what she thought of them and sometimes that was hard to be on the other end of but she never let anyone walk all over her so it was a good thing. She struggled hearing sometimes and so we would say something and repeat back to us something that had absolutley nothing to do with what we'd just said - My Dad is EXACTLY the same haha. My Grandma found out she had cancer and suffered with it for two long years - how awful is that disease?! Towards the end it was very difficult to see her but all the same I still loved to go round. Again, even with the worst disease she could ever have and fighting soo strongly through it she never once complained. Everytime I would go round she would tell me that she was going to fight it. And she really did fight it. The only time I saw her sad about it was when an advert for Race for Life came on the t.v and my Auntie had text her saying she was going to run for her in it - how amazing are my Aunties?? Eventually the Cancer got too much for her and she was taken to Springhill Hospice. I knew then that it was time. Now the cancer had really gotten to her. I went to see her once when she was there and she was soo tired and skinny and she just said "where's Brian? I want Brian" (My Grandad.) I knew I had to be strong in there for her but as soon as we came away I cried and cried. Then on Thursday 30th April 2009, my Dad recieved a phone call and was told to go to the hospice, I knew then that today was the day. I phoned my Mum after school and she said "she's gone." I really couldn't hold back the tears. I cried and cried and just couldn't believe she was gone but I was so happy for her that she was to feel no more pain. Like my Grandma Moore, my Dad took me and my Sisters to see her in the funeral place a few days later and again, she looked beautiful and so peaceful. I knew that she was in a better place.
It's so hard when we lose loved ones, I still cry now when songs that were sung at both Grandma's funerals are sung at Church because I really miss them, but Both of my Grandma's have taught me that I can be strong and courageous through anything and to love my family and work hard for them, that's why this blog post today is entitled, "the woman i'll be someday" because i hope that I can be such a wonderful Mother, Wife, Grandma and friend that these amazing women were. I cannot even put into words how much I love our Gospel. To know that we can be together forever is such a beautiful thing. I know that I'll see both of my Grandma's again someday and I really cannot wait for that day. "God be with you 'till we meet again.."
Grandma Moore, Grandpa and my Mum. Beautiful <3
Grandma Monk on my Mum and Dad's wedding day. Beautiful <3
