02/01/09
This "25 Random Things About You" post has been going around Facebook and I love it! I love finding out such random facts about my friends, like who secretly longed to be a bus driver as well as their deep insights on life. One of my 25 things was things was to that I wished I could hug 4 people one last time and tell them how much they meant to me. They were:
Grandma and Grandpa Green. Grandpa always had a pack of Juicy fruit, smelled like Old Spice, had butterscotch candies in a butter container for us left over from playing cards with his friends, and would wait to stop at stop signs until about 0.25 feet before it (slight whiplash). Grandma loved The Price is Right (and Bob Barker), was an amazing cook, gave "dry kisses," had hair that would dry perfectly into place after a bath, and said exactly what she was thinking in her older years. They left me a pair of wooden praying hands when they passed away and it is the one thing that meant the most to me. Grandpa would write the checks and put the bills in the hands and Grandma would take them to the post office, but Grandpa told us that he put the bills there and God took care of them :). 
Aunt Dede. My Aunt Dede was boisterous, funny, said exactly what was on her mind, and adored her kids. She seemed the happiest talking about the kids and their activities, you could tell how proud she was of them just by the look on her face. She would always tell me that she knew I was her favorite aunt and my grandpa's favorite daughter. She left us so unexpectedly and far too young, but I know she is watching her three kids and would be so incredibly proud of the people they have become.
Kelly. Kelly was one of my best friends growing up, in 7th grade we had almost every class together, were in the band together, and managed the high school football team together. Kelly always had a hairbrush, gum, and a pretty good idea of what to do for fun. She was boy crazy but a great listener and loyal friend. Kelly kept our lives exciting and pushed me out of my shell. So many of my memories of middle school and high school have her in them, those are the gifts she gave me.
2 comments:
Aw sweetie, I miss them all too. My Mom and Dad, well, it was their time. They lived long lives and we got to enjoy them for a long time. Dede and Kelly are a different story. I would give just about anything to be able to call Dede and talk, debate or invite her to come to Indy and go to Red Lobster with me. And Kelly - that was just a shame. I love you, Steph!
For onced I teared up :]
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