FE CRUZ DONOVAN 12.1.1921 - 12.6.2009I wanted to write something about Mamoo on December 1, the day she turned 88, but I didn't realize until then that my scanner wasn't working. I had to wait for D to fix it for me. Then I had to figure out how to crop it--I know, I know, I'm just not a techie. It just takes me longer. But when I had the photo cropped and ready to go, it was past the date. On Sunday, she crossed over and now here we are.
This is how I like to remember my grandmother--happy, surrounded with color and just plain beautiful. The Alzheimer's took that away, so I'm happy that she's free of the physical sheath that seemed to be more of a prison these last few years. Seeing her--even just thinking of her--was always a source of pain and anguish. But now that she's gone, I find myself remembering all the wonderful times, all the silly things she was always doing to make us laugh, everything she taught us (from crocheting, sewing, cooking, etc.), did for us--there was so much.
I know it's personal, but I want her to have her place here in cyberspace, and in all the places and spaces of my life.
This is how I like to remember her.
