My Cool Cat Grandma

Grandma watching the Elvis impersonator that serenaded Judy on her birthday.

I was seriously blessed to have the two best grandmothers, ever! Hands down. No contest.

I loved my Granny (my dad’s mom) more than words can say. I thought she hung the moon. I was safe at her house. Anytime I was scolded by my parents, my dad was scolded by her. She would say something like, “Donald leave her alone.” My Granny had one daughter and two sons. Her daughter was killed in a car accident at the age of twelve. She raised her two boys and then went on to have three grandsons and one granddaughter. Oh, yes. I was one spoiled little girl! My Papa had to put her in a nursing home when I was in the sixth grade. After that, she was very quiet and didn’t say much. I still loved her more than words can say.

When I was growing up, my Grandma (my mom’s mom) was cool and fun. Like my Granny, she was loved beyond belief. She was a great friend to me when I was growing up. She let us do things that my mom wouldn’t have let us do. At first, Grandma would drop us off at the mall. We just had to be outside of JCPenney at the designated time. Later, she let us walk to the mall alone. We loved our independence at her house. She knew that cousin time was important and would often make sure that I had some girl time with my one and only female cousin. When I would spend the Friday nights with her, we would always make sure to watch Dallas and Falcon Crest. After the shows were over, we would analyze the comings and goings of J.R. and Sue Ellen.

Grandma is an avid reader of our little family blog.  Somewhere along the way, I called her my Cool Cat Grandma on one of my posts.  She really liked that reference.  So, forevermore she will be my Cool Cat Grandma.

I am so grateful that my kids have been able to know and love my Cool Cat Grandma. They think she is too funny! I didn’t have the opportunity to know my great grandparents. I never knew what I was missing until I saw my Grandma with her four great grandchildren. A couple of weeks ago, Jonathan and I went to visit her in the hospital. Boy, did he make points with Grandma. He repeatedly offered to go buy her some snacks, and he talked her ear off. Jonathan is shy with his hugs and kisses around most female family members. Upon parting, he gave her some big hugs and kisses. I think that made her day! (Don’t be jealous, Auntie Jan. You might be able to sweet talk a hug and kiss from him.)

Grandma isn’t feeling so well these days. She is in a nursing home trying to get her strength back after a fall that she took in September. We take every opportunity to pray for our Cool Cat Grandma!

Grandma, we love you and we send lots of hugs, kisses and love your way!