Our Mormor
I will miss my Mormor dearly. She has been my role model for years and will continue to be as I remember her gentle spirit and joy in the Lord no matter what trial came her way. I can always learn from her as long as I’m alive. Nurses/ medical workers in the hospital, rehab center or in her home were always in amazement with Mormor, why she could have such joy in the midst of a broken hip, cancer or whatever the situation. I remember her being excited that every meal was brought to her, she felt so spoiled. I will never forget when she was diagnosed with lymphoma cancer while I was in South Africa for a year, and decided to receive the treatment just so I could see her again.
I remember visits to her house in Spokane Washington, building snow men and forts in the front yard, eating raspberries from the back yard garden, waiting till 1 pm every day to go swim in her community pool, then playing mini golf several times a day. Every time I came to visit her she gave me a doll that was from my mom or her child hood. I remember the year she moved from Washington to California… RIGHT across the drive way, we were all so ecstatic to have her! She ate dinner with us every night and Tuesday was a busy day for all of us, so she made dinner for us. I remember sneaking over to her house with my brothers while she was gone to watch cable at her house :). I remember sleeping on the hid-abed with my cousin Linnea. She used to ask my why I always had my hair in a bun, she said I looked like a boy, looking back now, I suppose I could have done something different with it :). When she moved to Auberry she made more friends that I’ve ever had, our whole church fell in love with her, she was involved in all kinds of activities and ministries. She was faithful to pray for every person she knew. She was gracious with her time and with her money, she was never afraid to give of herself for others and for the kingdom of God. I couldn’t have asked for a better relationship with my Mormor. She has not only been my grandmother, but a close friend. As her time ended it was hard to say goodbye because I couldn’t have the conversation I would want to have with her over the phone, but I can be so thankful for all the time that I have got to spend with her. I can only imagine what she’s doing now as she has a new body and is in the presence of the almighty God, her forever companion, and best friend. She was so ready to meet him, I can’t imagine the meeting between her and her Lord. I would say the he was pleased with how she honored and served him.
Mormor, I am so thankful I knew you, I am so thankful for the person you have made us all to be by your incredible example. I promise to tell my kids about you, and I hope that I can have the kind of joy that you had. When trials come my way I pray that God will give me the grace to accept them the way you have and learn from them. Thank you for the legacy you have left. I will not forget you, your impact will not be forgotten. To God be the Glory!
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