In February of 2010, my Granny Martha (my dad’s mom) unexpectedly passed away. Her passing happened two days after my Grandpa Kenneth (my mom’s dad) passed away. I wrote my first tribute to her in a state of grief and shock. Since then, roughly 156 months and 3 weeks have gone by, and though I miss her dearly, I’m in a much better place to write about the lessons I learned from her.

First, she had a deep love for everyone around her. She showed her love by having long, deep conversations. Also, she would spend time going shopping, out to eat, or travel to just about anywhere. After the move to Texas, she would call me every Sunday night and we would talk at least an hour each time. It was something I looked forward to every week. I’ll never forget those calls.

She prayed for others. She had this big picture frame in the dining room with all of the pictures of family members. Each day she would pray for each person by name. I appreciate her prayers because it was so encouraging knowing that she was praying for me.

She shared what she believed and encouraged others. There were so many times that I heard her sharing her opinion with others or giving them an encouraging word. Her life was certainly not always easy, yet through every hardship and trial, she faced them with both faith and grace and used them as a way to motivate and encourage others around her.

I’m grateful for my Granny Martha. These are just some of the many amazing life-lessons that she taught me. Below is a picture of the Christmas gift that she gave me in her living room in Ardmore, Oklahoma in 1996. This little frame has influenced me in so many ways, not only for what it says, but because it reminds me of my Granny’s love and presence in my life.