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May 23 2010
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death, grandparents, granny

Your legacy is one I will never forget

Dearest Granny,

So many things remind me of you it is hard to walk through my home, smell things, hear things and not think of you. YOU are forever a piece of my heart, a piece of me and my world that exists around me.

The taste and smell of ice makes me think of all of the times spent at the saxon house….hearing that floor crack as you tried to walk quietly across in the mornings not to wake me….your green bathroom with clothes hung from the shower rod. I never knew how you actually took all those baths you did, surrounded by all of those clothes, but somehow you did ….walking into your home smells like dryer sheets and starch. It is comforting and now everytime I do laundry I think of you. Building forts out of the pillow cushions and playing out in the backyard on the old motorcycles leaning up against the house.  Sitting at the glass coffee table ( i still have no idea how that has survived 7 grandchildren and 6 greats without breaking) coloring with you after everyone else was napping. Coating us down with Vicks vapor rub when we were sick or coughing. I hope I never forget your laugh. It brings a smile to my face just thinking of it. We had so many happy times at your house. Never can I remember a time that the house wasn’t filled with loud, uproaring laughter.

I think of all the foods that are tradition at your house and hopefully we all have recipes for. Potato salad, dum-dum cookies, lime jello, strawberry cake, deviled eggs, shrimp dip..all of our faves. And lets not forget the secret to the summerlin sweet tea. It can never be too sweet.
I remember waiting and waitng to finally turn 16,  to inherit the opal ring that you promised. I thought it was pretty special then, but little did I know that my firstborn’s birthstone would be an opal (same as yours) and now its even more special to me. One day it will be hers and I will tell her about you and how wonderful you were. I wish that she could have grown up knowing you like I did. I’m glad that she considers you one of her best friends and I will never let her forget you. Don’t you worry! 
I remember countless times in dressing rooms with you during our many shopping excursions. Thanks for taking the time to get to know me….sitting there watching me try on outfit after outfit. I know we came away with some great buys, but really we came away with a true friendship that I will never forget. We laughed and  giggled and cried we had laughed so hard. I remember feeling SO grown up when we’d go out together and you’d let me wear your lipgloss. Or paint my nails. You always told me that if I had the time to paint them, I had the time to take them back off when they started chipping. Thanks for teaching me so many wonderful things about how to be a woman and a mother and a wife. Thanks for teaching me how to be a friend. 
Thank you for teaching me how important family is. I am so glad I was born into your family where each member is loved so much and unconditionally. When any of us tried to stray from the pack, it seemed that you were in the middle with a lasso, pulling us back into the fold.

I love you more than words do justice. I am so glad I was able to spend so much time with you during my life. You always made me feel so important.

You were always in the stands for every event I participated in. I’m sure it was extremely boring at times and grueling to watch me walk every batter in an inning (ok, who am i kidding….in a game) or give turnover after turnover to the other team, but I always knew that no matter how bad I did,  you’d still be in the stands cheering me on and you rarely weren’t there, even for road games and meets. Thanks for being my cheerleader.

Thanks for helping mold me into who I am today. You always made me feel like the big things in my life, that may not have actually been big things to most people, were a big deal to you too.  You taught me to stand up for myself, for what I believe in, for who I believe in.

Most of all….I know that I will see you again one day. Watching you cross over into forever and enter the gates of Heaven was so precious and I’m glad I was able to be there to witness it. And though each day you will be so truly missed and family gatherings will never be the same. To know that you are up in heaven smiling down on us, waiting for us to join you….that gives me comfort.. You left a fabulous legacy for us to remember and for us to carry on.

Vivian Charlene Summerlin
10/8/1934-5/23/2010

I love you BUNCHES!

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Aug 28 2009
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Here’s to Love

Today marks the 57th wedding anniversary of my grandparents. I am so honored to come from a family that both sides (my mom and dad’s parents) are all still married. This post applies to all of them, though it is in celebration of one set in particular.

What a heritage they have established for the rest of us. These two are simply amazing. Since I’ve only ever known them together, I know no different, but honestly I can’t imagine either one of them without the other. They truly found their soulmate when they found one another. They have raised up a crazy bunch, for sure. But though we may not all agree eye to eye and we may not all keep in touch as often as we’d like, we are Family and our love for one another outlasts distance and views and obstacles. I am so blessed to be raised in a family that loves each other and supports each other.

As a child I watched their love through my child eyes. Always being a partner to one another and living life together. But as a child you see love in a different way. As I’ve grown I’ve seen love through them, like I never knew before. It challenged me to find that same love. Someone to truly make a LIFE with, and never consider anything less.  A love that runs so deep, that you know without a shadow of a doubt that nothing could ever tear it apart. A love that through hardships, grows into something so powerful and obvious. 

Our family gatherings are far from formal, quiet events. Instead growing louder with each year as we add a new love or a new child. But the laughter, sometimes to the point of tears, that echoes through the room is from years of fond moments that we all share. And as each meal begins with a simple prayer, that most of us never make it through without tears, its because we are so thankful for the family that God has given us. 

My grandparents have started something that I  pray will never die off or  that we will all not get too busy to continue. When their paths crossed, some 57 years ago, the ripple from that day continues to grow. They were made for one another. They are two peas in a pod. And I hope that at the end of my life I can look over to the recliner beside me and see my love of many years and have continued the heritage they have started for me.

Here’s to love.

I love  you both!

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