Grandma Bert was an incredible woman. The mother of twelve kids. Twelve!! 9 boys and 3 girls. They lived in a small house and the kids shared beds. The boys had triple stacked bunk beds. Even with 12 kids to feed, growing up - the kids always had friends dropping over for dinner at the Millers and Grandma always made sure there was enough food for everyone to eat.
Grandma was spunky, opinionated and loving. She'd burst into song at any moment. If during conversation someone said something to remind her of a song, she'd sing a few lines. It is something I always loved. While sitting with her in the hospital, the nurse brought her some Milk of Magnesia and told her she needed to drink it to get her bowels rolling. Grandma started singing... "Rollin, Rollin, Rollin, get those bowels Rollin." LOL The nurse and I just died laughing.
I will miss her dearly, and just feel blessed to have been by her bedside for most of her final hours. We held a sort of vigil, surrounding her with love during her final days. I bathed her, and washed her hair. It felt so good to be able to nurture her in that way, as she has done to so many children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren.
She leaves behind 10 living children, 26 grandchildren, and 39 great-grandchildren. With her passing, we've joked that my grandpa, Uncle Ron, and Uncle Darrell now have a fourth to play cards with. <3
2 comments:
She lived a beautiful life, I can tell :)
what a beautiful woman...i can definitely see her reflected in you. peace to you and your family, mama.
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