When I was little, I visited my Grandpa and Grandma Johnson's house and I think it was around Halloween, because when I visited, I was very excited about the idea of candy, even fake candy. During this trip, Grandpa Johnson was playing pretend with me that his couch pillows were made of candy. I'd bring him the couch pillows and he'd pretend to eat them, and they were SO yummy to him, so I'd giggle at how animatedly he pretended to enjoy eating the pillows as I run around the room getting more pillows for him to eat.
Then came the disaster.
After he bit "into" one of the pillows, his face went wide with shock, and he showed me his hands.
some of his fingers were missing.
A little known fact to me when I was that young, my grandpa was missing fingers. I think it is because he played with fireworks or something. my mom will probably correct everyone on the finer details of this story.
but i thought i had made him eat his fingers, and i was so sad and troubled and scared. and so the game ended and i was pretty much traumatized.
after a couple of visits when i was old enough to get over that horrible experience, i realized that my grandma was sweet and funny. i don't remember any grand experience i've had with her, just a lot of little ones where i was hanging out at her place and enjoying being there and talking with her, seeing the pictures of my ancestors and listening to stories, eating some bread and jam...just a lot of little stuff.
and i'm sad that i didn't visit her more, but i'm glad that she's with grandpa now.
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4 comments:
I'm sorry she died. It's horrible to lose a loved one. But isn't it great to think that she is reuniting with many people that she loved? I just love the hope that the gospel gives us :)
okay...so since you gave me permission...
he was missing 2 fingers and a thumb from when he was 5 and using a nitrogylcerine (sp?) cap as a whistle. it blew up. he was very lucky.
he then cut off a thumb when he was in this thirties (i believe)...he said he never realized how much he used that one thumb. he may have cut off another finger (carpentry)...he said he'd ask the Lord to not return his fingers when he's resurrected because they'll only be in his way.
he was also uncle stan's stake president and helped save his life with a blessing when uncle stan was shot while hunting years and years ago...that was when grandma johnson was still grandma andrews...way before your time and way before mine.
going over to her house always was a stressful situation...for various reasons, but once there, i'd remember how goofy she was. a very dry sense of humor...funny...glad to see us...
you have a lot of good ancestors leading into your gene pool. you have every reason to be proud of who you are and where your people have come from.
and someday, she'll introduce you to your great grandpa andrews and you'll find out why grandma (cecily) loves him so.
see you saturday...maybe friday night? love you kiddo...jo mudder
WELL.. I Was a thumb sucker BIG time, and he told ME he sucked it off.
and the word WAS takes on the priority of this comment
Kathlene
I'm sorry. I didn't know she passed away. I knew she was sick
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