I cannot even say how much my grandmother inspires, and encourages me. As someone who has lived through so much pain and sorrow and suffering - 90 years of hardship - she is still the most faithful, joyful, patient, and honest woman I’ve ever met.
She has survived so much, yet has never been a victim.
- Being born in 1922.
- The Great Depression.
- Working the fruit canning lines as a child.
- Falling down a ravine, having orthopedic surgery in late 1920s, being told she would never walk again.
- Walking from visalia, ca to Folsom prison where her father found work as a prison guard.
- Being abandoned by her father because he went crazy.
- Her sister committing suicide.
- Her mother’s divorce and remarriage to an abusive man.
- Being the first one to graduate college in our entire family after her mother had only a fourth grader’s education.
- Becoming a third-grade teacher who was beloved by all her children.
- Her first marriage, two pregnancies and the subsequent departure of her husband to the War.
- His return as a very different, abusive man.
- Malnutrition so that her children would not starve.
- Abject poverty.
- Leaving her children so that she could declare residency in Nevada so that she could divorce her husband.
- Second marriage to a bitter man.
- Breast cancer - twice.
- Another child by her second husband.
- Being an incredible grandmother to me as a child, patient playing with me and loving me completely.
- Her second husband’s brutal degeneration, from cancer, that caused him to be utterly crippled and completely dependent on her constant care for over 10 years.
- Being widowed again.
- Open heart surgery at 82 - complete valve replacement.
- Macular degeneration, and GI issues, and pain from 90 years of age.
And still in love with Jesus, still attending Jazz festivals, still my favorite person in the whole wide world.