My Grandma
Stumbaugh (Mom's Mom) always gave us $5 for birthdays and
Christmas. Once we were married and had kids she gave them the money. It was always a favorite for my kids, and I am sure their cousins, to open their cards from Great Grandma and Grandpa at Christmas and find a crisp new $5 bill. She told me the teller always thought she was crazy when she came in to get the $5 bills. She had 37 great-
grandkids in my family, and then there were the ones from my aunt. Why am I telling you this? My Grandmother passed away, and we have had two
Christmases without her. Just the other day, and I can't remember how it came up,
Kamrie told me she missed her. She didn't know her really well, but she knew who she was, and loved her.
Then this morning
Kamrie came down from her room. She was excited about something, and told me she had been looking in drawer under her bed. This drawer holds some of her baby clothes I am
hanging on to for her. So it is a drawer she isn't supposed to be in. Well, this is what she found.
There is no telling how long it had been there, at least two years. But, I have no doubt, that my Grandma is watching us and wanted
Kamrie to know she appreciated her thinking about her.
And, she always spelled
Kamrie's name wrong.
Love you Grandma!!
7 comments:
What a sweet story! I have no doubt that the loved ones we have lost are watching us!
What a great way to start out the year. Happy memories of loved ones gone. I was thinking about little grandpa Stumbaugh the other day wondering how he was and if he would be coming back to Bakersfield some day. We do miss them both around here.
That's such a sweet story/memory. My Grandma does the same thing for my kids too. I think it's so cute.
That is a sweet story.
Matthews Grandma has spelt my name wrong since we were dating and call Eli, Levy.
Hi Amy! I just found your blog thru Linda's! SO fun to spy on you and catch up! I love your note about the $5.00 bill - you gotta love those "tender mercies"
Amy I had totatlly forgotten about the five dollars. I cried after reading the story...I miss grandma too-tell Kamrie we can comiserate together sometime (we can make shortbread cookies because grandma gave me her cutter).
We all should remember to be as open as children to listening to our loved ones who watch over us.
Auntie Jerri
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