Anonymous
Garnet Harmon
My grandma knew how to show love. She was always interested in what my family was doing, where we were going and what fun we were up to. She would listen contently when my kids would tell stories of things that were important in their lives. She would try to keep their sports schedules straight in her thoughts and always tried to get updates on how games or matches had gone. All 3 of our children play and read music and that pleased grandma.
Jessica is the musician and socialite and grandma would offer little words of support and encouragement to her. Grandma played the organ and Jessica had learned to read and play music on the keyboard.
Our son Nicholas plays football and wrestles and that always brought words of caution and concern from grandma. She seemed to appreciate his drive, being the smallest guy on the field. She always hoped he’d have a growth spurt.
Jaqueline plays soccer and loves to run. Grandma was always worried about the roughness of the sport but she was always interested in what was happening with Jaq’s team.
My wife Missy became fast friends with grandma. She would go over to get ‘cooking lessons’ from grandma. Grandma and Missy would drink coffee together and just chat. Grandma always referred to Missy as ‘my girl’. Missy mastered grandma’s pie crust recipe and I wouldn’t have wanted to be a judge trying to decide which one was better, though neither of them thought theirs was any good.
As for my relationship with her…. I don’t have the words to adequately express how good and unique it was. She always checked in to see how things were, just a phone call now and then. She waited by the phone on days she knew I would be returning from an adventure. Partly to make sure I wasn’t injured and partly to hear about the adventure. It didn’t matter what it was, hunting, camping, quading or just travelling. She wanted to hear about all of it. She knew my friends and treated them as family when they accompanied me to her house. They have a special place for her in their hearts just as I do.
Some of the best memories in my life revolved around the “Harmon Ranch†and my grandparents. Weekends spent with them, holidays, picnics and family outings. The lessons I learned, the love I felt have helped shape me and I hope I can pass at least some of it on to my children and someday grandchildren of my own.
I hope all of you have special memories that move you as much as writing this has moved me. This is just a small taste of the overwhelming flood of emotions I am feeling.
Gram, we love you and we are only just beginning to understand how much we will miss you.
Kurt
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