I Hope They Have Email in Heaven.

I found out yesterday I will be making an unexpected trip to Houston for the next few days to celebrate the life of my amazing grandma. I'm still not sure it's sunk in for me yet, but I know it will hit me once I get there. My grandma Hall was the sweetest, most thoughtful person I've ever known. She was a killer poker player. She never let you leave her house without ten pounds of cookies to share with everyone you know. She had a sharp mind and a great sense of humor. She was genuinely interested in knowing what all 12 of her grandchildren were up to, and her eyes lit up every time we visited. Sometimes it was hard to get away from a visit at grandma's or end a phone call with her, because she just loved to talk to us. I never realized how much I will miss all of those visits and chats. I am grateful to have 23 years worth of memories with her.

Not too many grandmas I know are computer-savvy, but mine stayed connected with her friends and family via lots and lots of emails [so many that her overflowing inbox often caused her computer to malfunction]. I loved writing her novel-length emails with everything that was happening here in Tulsa, from puppy training to my Etsy shop. It's weird that I won't be able to send her an update with the click of a button anymore, but I am certain she will be watching over all of us now from above.


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