It’s hard to put into words all the things that made my Oma so special. My mind has been going in a million directions trying to figure out how to say everything I feel. So many memories are flooding in—each one a reminder of how much I’ll miss her, and how deeply it hurts to know we won’t be making any new ones together.
I can still hear her voice, all the familiar phrases I’ll miss so much. Oma was such a strong woman, deeply devoted to her family. She never missed a chance to remind Bret and me to take good care of each other.
I will miss absolutely everything about her—the warmth, the steadiness, and the sense of security she always brought into my life. She was a constant, loving presence in my life, and someone I could always count on. She will always be a part of me; after all, I’m an extension of her. I like to think that my orneriness comes from her—I used to remind her of that every time she called me ornery.
If I had to choose one word that captures her best, it would be loyal. She was married to my Opa for 50 years and remained fiercely loyal to her family and friends throughout her life.
We’ll miss her deeply, but I find comfort in knowing she’s with Opa again, and resting peacefully in the presence of our Lord. Her love, her strength, and her spirit will stay with us forever.
We were so lucky to have her, and I’ll carry her with me always.