The next woman I am thankful for is my dear grandmother, Mimi. I could write a book on her alone. She was a faithful, loving wife over 50 years to a Yankee who she met at a soda fountain in Memphis during WWII. They had 5 children and have an abundance of grandchildren, great grandchildren and even a great great grandson now. She has been widowed for many years now, but has continued to live her life with passion and to serve her God with faithfulness. She is truly a Proverbs 31 woman. I only hope that one day I can live up to the wonderful legacy that she has set for all of us. I feel so very very blessed to have her in my life and am so thankful for the example she set.
And finally my own dear Mother, Robbie. She says that HFG is going to call her Robbie, not Grandma or Mamaw or Nana...and for those that know my mother you will agree. She is Robbie. She marches to her her drum beat and has always loved each of us and encouraged us to march to our own drum beat. She has always let us be ourselves and loved us for no matter what that was. I know that I get my independent streak from her. She reminds of a mother bird. She was always there to nurture us and "feed us." But when it was time for us to "go," she was the first one pushing me out of the nest and encouraging me to fly on my own. I remember the day my parents took me to Move In Day at the W. I was 18 and was so scared and excited to be going to college away from home. She buzzed around my dorm room unpacking and making my bed and being helpful. And when they left, she gave me a big hug and smile. (She being a W girl also knew the adventure I was in for). And then they left! My Dad did tell me later she cried in the car on the way home, but she was nothing but smiles for me that day. She has always just wanted me to be happy and to find my way in the world. I am eternally grateful and blessed for the independence and freedom she gave me. I hope that I am strong enough to give HFG the same push when she needs it.