Today Grandma Wheeler was laid to rest in the cemetery in Watonga.
But she lived - she truly was a person who lived. She loved life. She fought to live. She had multiple surgeries, cancer, constant medical issues, yet, she lived. She traveled, she spent time with family all over the country in the time that I knew her. She lived. I traveled to take her to Oklahoma, she went with me to my best friend's wedding in 2005, she and I went to Mississippi to see her daughter. Every year she spent a few weeks with us until her health no longer allowed it. We loved her.
Today she was buried next to her husband in Watonga, Oklahoma.
People living deeply have no fear of death. ~Anaïs Nin, Diary, 1967
Now she rests beside the love of her life. Her husband, died a hero. He left six small children and a wife behind as he sacrificed his life to save another man on his job near Watonga in the early 1960s.
My husband as a young boy on his Grandmother's lap. She was my Mother in Law, my husband lost his Mother at age 16. I can't imagine. She was the best Grandmother in Law that you can imagine.
She was a positive force in this world. She always wanted to go, she always wanted to do. She always wanted to enjoy life, no matter how much pain she may be in or facing. She was always there for others.
Grandma was a positive person no matter how much negativity she had to deal with. She always said that she loved you, she always had someone else to worry about. She was love. That's why we loved her, that's why everyone who knew her loved her.
And this has been a difficult loss to deal with. I didnt take a photo with her the last time I visited, because that wasn't going to be the last time to visit her. I can't believe that it was.
I just want to walk into her house and see her sitting there in her chair with her blankets.
I left my oldest son with her this summer. I'm so, incredibly glad he got to spend two days alone with his Great-Grandmother. I'm so glad that my friends have met her. I'm glad that my own family knew her.
I am grateful that she has been a part of my world for the last 19 years. I'm grateful that her blood runs through my children's veins. I'm grateful that she was my Grandmother, since I lost my Grandmother in 1993, I gained her as my family in 1995. She was a very special person to me.