This is a really personal gift I made for my late great grandmother who passed away this Sunday. Her funeral was today and I wanted to send something with her.
The basket contains three things she loved to grow most: roses, strawberries, and guava. She kept a really beautiful rose garden when we lived in California. They all bloomed at once and the smell was heavenly. No one could grow bigger or more beautiful roses than her. Even when we moved to Florida she managed to get a rose garden up and going. Strawberries were her favorite fruit, even if she never got them to grow properly down here. She did have a couple of guava trees, though. Every year we'd get jars and jars of guava preserves or cascos de guayaba (generously served with a large slab of cream cheese, of course).
I never had a chance to show her what I was up to. By the time I had gotten into miniature making, she no longer knew who I was, nor really could focus on much of anything. Her days consisted of being moved from her bed, to a recliner, to her bed again. I like to think she would have been interested in all of this. I know she would have been supportive.
That's why this one had to be perfect. I couldn't give her anything less. I guess it was sort of an apology for not being there all that often and for skipping the one final chance I had to see her before she passed. It's really hard knowing I could have been there but that I got a case of cold feet and just didn't show up.
But I was there today to say goodbye, even if it was really hard. She raised me from when I was a baby up until her mind started to go about 4 years ago. I at least owed it to her to come see her off.
You know - I chickened out of many visits towards the end of my grandparents lives. My Grandfather meant everything to me. He emotionally saved me from an otherwise loveless childhood, yet I couldn't go and see him as he deteriorated. He had to be my strong Grandad in my memories. I just wanted to remember him as he was in life and health! I didn't even go to his funeral - I held a private but meaningful remembrance, alone, while everyone else was there. I know for certain, as nearly 10 years have passed, that he is as alive in my heart today as he ever was. I will always love him and I will always feel his love towards me. I hope you can reach that place too if you haven't already. Huge love to you Jackie
I'm very sorry for your loss, and I am sure she would have loved these. This is absolutely stunning
But I know he's with me, and he understands. I think your great-grandmother understands too...and now she can watch you all she likes without worries and understand what you're doing and so much more.
anyways, you made an amazing piece of art and i think she will really like it.
i give you tons of support!!!! we will always be there for you!!!!
About four years ago I believe.
R.I.P Bon's amazing grandmother
I would say I'm sorry for your loss, but I'm sure you heard that ten thousand times all ready. What I will tell you is that even though the ones we love are gone, they'll never truely be gone as long as we remember them and love them. I lost my Grandfather when I was 13 and I still love him and remember him often. He was a huge role model for me and a very important person in my life. And even though I don't believe in heaven or hell, God or a devil, I like to think the ones we love are in a better place...maybe not heaven..but somewhere out there seeing amazing things and surrounded with all their friends and loved ones who have also passed on.
I am sorry you lost your Great Grandmother, it's hard. And I know exactly how you feel. Just know that she's in a better place, most likely surrounded by roses and strawberries.