My Grandmother was an active participant in her community. She donated time, services, food and sometimes even a place to sleep. She had an open heart and was dedicated to ensuring everyone that left her presence left with a smile on their face. I have countless memories of the time I spent with my grandmother. From sitting at her kitchen table and playing scrabble, to laying down in her arms and watching soap operas I am so incredibly grateful to have experienced her love.
One of the funniest memories I have is when I went away with her and my other grandma Blanche for a weekend trip to Mohegan Sun. Me and my Grandma Blair partnered up and shared a room. Well, after checking in and before going down to the casino to gamble we were relaxing in the room alongside my Aunt Willa when our conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door. One of the other women came in and made small talk with us before finally asking the question that seemed to be plaguing her mind the whole time. “Why are you laying up here in Rebecca’s bed?”. Me, my Auntie and my Grandmother busted out laughing. After all of those years she never knew Rebecca was my Grandmother too. She always knew me as her friend Blanches granddaughter. We would always bring up that day years later as a funny story we’d retell. I loved those moments with my Grandmother. In my later years she had become my friend. I went to her poker party’s with her senior group, I’d go on trips with her groups and I’d just spend time with her. From her fried fish and grits, backyard barbecues, cookies, Christmas gifts, hugs, kisses and so much more I cannot begin to express how much she is missed!!
Today as I reminisce about my Grandmother Rebecca Blair, I take pride in knowing that she lived her best life. She lived a life filled with love for her family, admiration for her her friends and respect for all.