Missing You!

Dear Sandra, I am so glad I got to see you that Sunday. I hope the memories we shared of growing up in El Jardin cheered you on your way to reunite with Bob. Though we spent little time together in recent years, you always felt like the  little sister I never had. The crazy times we had on the bay are some of my best  memories. I send my condolences to all the  family. 

As an Elk for the past 43 years I have known Sandi and her husband Bob. She was a great lady and will be missed by her friends and Elks all across the Great State of Texas.

I was so sad to hear about Sandi's passing.  We were good friends at the Kemah Elks Lodge.  We texted frequently to check on each other and usually met twice at the Lodge.  We would watch ball games, dart tournaments and quietly talk our liberal politics and Lodge politics. : )  Sandi taught me to be comfortable with getting older and that we could still have fun and be happy.  She loved her family and always talked about them, she was so proud of them.  She made me feel so comfortable and oh we would laugh so much.  I will miss you sweet girl and tonight I will raise a glass of red wine to your memory. 

When your a kid you don't realize how little time you get to be with your grandparents until you become an adult yourself. I remember as a kid when I visit Gammy at the Elks Lodge and at her house, I loved playing Hide and Seek and sleeping overnight in a harry potter room with my Sega games which surprised me that she was also into that considering her generation didn't grow up with something like that.  Also Poker is still fun to play. The last time I was with her was at Carabba's with Mom and Maura. I said while at the restruant "I feel old after turning 30" in which she responded "Let me tell you about being old" XD. 

Love you Gammy and Miss You

Though I played but a little role in your life, I still knew you as Gammy. When I moved back to Houston after my parents split, your home became my small sanctuary at times. Maura and I spent so many hours playing in the front yards of our houses, down the street, in your back yard with the tangerine tree, and back behind the fence where Mason Creek ran. We would play pretend, we would fight, and I even left nasty letters (and maybe a smoke bomb?) in your mailbox for Maura once upon a time. I still remember your laugh and smile. I remember coming over to meet Kitty for the first time and seeing how you lit up holding her. Your home was a place of giggles, of me watching Maura practicing makeup and explaining what she was doing, a place of magic and make believe where I could escape mundanity and believe in faeries and a world where girls could be whatever they wished.

Maura and Cid love you so. I know all you leave behind love and miss you. Thank you for being such a bright, radiant light on this earth. Your impact was felt far and wide.

My heart has been hers since I was born. Always my knight in Armor; my protector from the wicked step great grandmother. I sat on the side of her bed a couple of days ago and told her I was pretending to sit on her lap with her arms wrapped around me like I used to. She smiled. 💔