10 March 2007

Quick update...

I'm not going to Arkansas. I'd have to leave around daybreak Sunday, get down there Sunday afternoon, go to the service on Monday, and then drive back up on Tuesday.

I can't afford the $350 for gas *and* missing two days of work.

09 March 2007

Mourning...

This morning around 4am, my grandmother passed from this life.

She had been in deteriorating health over the past few years and a series of strokes over the past six months.

From the Jonesboro Sun obituary:

Cora Mae Girard

JONESBORO -- Cora Girard, 79, died Friday at her residence.

She had lived most of her life in Walnut Ridge and was a homemaker and Baptist.

She was preceded in death by her parents, her husband and three brothers.

She is survived by her daughters, Joyce Hoffman, Shirley Pillow and Annette Minick; son, John David Girard; sisters, Virginia Ham and Laverne Birmingham; brothers, Donnie Rogers and Larry Rogers; nine grandchildren; 11 great-grandchildren; and three great-great-grandchildren.

Funeral services will be Monday at 10 a.m. at House-Gregg Funeral Home in Walnut Ridge with Terry Gage and John Southern officiating. Burial will follow in Lorado Cemetery near Walcott.

Visitation will be Sunday evening from 5:30-8 at the funeral home.

Pallbearers will be Kenneth Dulaney, Harold Dulaney, Joe Dulaney, Shane Girard, John Cochran and Domingo Ledesma.




Unlike with my grandfather, her death is hitting me much more slowly and in odd ways.

I was making dinner tonight and went to wash the cast iron skillet...and thought of her on Sunday morning before church making homemade biscuit and sausage gravy. My favorite activity (which annoyed her, but became a game) was for me to sneak up behind her and to untie her apron.

She would scold me and send me back to the living room to watch TV. This was the early to mid 80s and they didn't have cable and only got 2 stations... ABC and AETN (PBS). So, given another 15-20 minutes, I'd be at it again. After a few years, my cousin Julie was old enough to understand the game and I taught her how to do it as well. A wierd family tradition in a way.

It's also odd because my father's mother passed away in 1970 from a stroke/cereberal hemorraghe, so this is "my grandma". I never differentiated between her and my dad's mom as I never knew her. My grandfathers were "Grandpa" and "Grandpa Lamb".

I'm considering taking Monday and Tuesday off work and driving down to Arkansas on Sunday so I can make the visitation and the funeral. I just have to figure out if I can afford the trip and missing two days of work.

*sigh* I'm going to end this here as I'm starting to tear up and sniffle again.

04 March 2007

Hi.

Now that I have a better LJ client, I'll try this posting thing again.

Just a brief post to test it.