She

She was singleminded in her conviction of Heaven and family and responsibility.
She quilted love with nimble fingers until nimble fingers froze.
She loved unconditionally and advised with wisdom of an age we will never capture in this one.
She served undaunted until her body would go no more.
She laughed and her eyes would dance.
She taught biscuits and pillowcases.
She fed with creamy rice puddings and gravy smothered roasts.
She told night stories of 'beller-bawlers' while we listened for whipperwills.
She washed blackberry bush cuts and knew the best places to find juicy berries.
She loved the old music and had no use for 'progress' or 'modernity'.
She passed this world with love because she knew love is action not a feeling.
And while she was relatively unknown to the world at large, She left a legacy that defies comparison.

my world will not be the same without you gran-gran. may God greet you with the same hospitality and love you have shown all those of us who mourn your loss. you are the only person i know for certain will make Heaven.