Grandma Mottishaw

When we came home from Bountiful on Thursday night, I was tucking the kids into bed, and throwing extra blankets on them to keep them warm. And wouldn't ya know- the girls were under the quilt that Grandma and I had made together, and the boys were under the 2 blankets that Grandma and I had made me before I went to college. It brought the hugest smile to my face because I realized I was never going to forget my grandma. There are SO MANY things that remind me of her. Everytime I wash out a plastic sour cream container to save for when I might need it later, I'm reminded of her. Everytime I sew, paint, crochet, play the piano-- Grandma had a hand in teaching me ALL of those things. Even the color Purple, when I see it, makes me think of Grandma because that was my color- everything she gave me was purple (so that Leesha and Becky and I knew which things were our's). And now thanks to Becky's comment about Grandma "taking pictures of everything"- I will probably think about her everytime I take a picture :) which now- I'm glad that I take lots of pictures :) (maybe I got that from her). It makes me happy to know that I will have many opportunities to think about her and reminisce on the times I shared with her. And at that same time- telling my kids about her and all the wonderful things she did. She was an AMAZING woman. I don't know how she went through all that she did, but even more amazing to me is that she did it with a smile. It's easy to "go through" things, but to do it happily seems to me to be the real accomplishment. That's something I want to learn. All I could think about during the whole funeral and viewing was how neat it would be to see her with her boys again. Anytime Grandma and I sat there on the couch by the window and talked, she would always talk about her boys that she would be able to have the chance to see one day. That day is finally here- I bet she is loving it. I am loving it for her :) I think Heavenly Father was recruiting some pretty strong and special Spirits that Sunday night and Grandma would of course be one I would rank up there with President Hinckley. I'm sure she has her whole smile back and is loving the chance to smile without feeling self conscious- she had a contagious smile. I just love my Grandma SO MUCH. I hope she wasn't offended that I couldn't come see her more this last month and a half, and I hope she knows how special the two times I did see her were. I'm SO grateful that I was able to tell her goodbye and that I love her. I am grateful that she got to meet Noah and hold him. I hope to keep her alive with my memories, so that my kids can at least have a glimpse of the life that she lived. I bet it was so neat for Grandma to see her family and friends gather for her viewing and funeral, but knowing Grandma, she would have been blushing at all the things that were said about her. She was SO HUMBLE. Even the fact that at the cemetary during the burial it was so cold and windy, makes me wonder if she didn't have something to do with that because she didn't want everyone standing around being sad about her. She was such a good example of showing her husband the respect that he deserved. Sometimes we call that old fashioned, but I think she just knew the deep meaning of her temple covenants. She gave him that respect and that love up until the minute that she left. She let him be the Patriarch and never crossed the line. What a perfect relationship they have always seemed to have. Such great examples.
Well, I could probably go on for hours- I loved my Grandma so much. I am going to miss her and miss seeing her when I visit, but she is definitely having a better time of it where she is now. I hope she is finally comfortable- and able to be with those who have passed on before her. I will just have to live my life so that I can be sure to see her again.