Saturday, April 4, 2020
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I have so many fond memories of Grandma, and out all the things I will never forget how she made me feel. When speaking to Grandma she always made you feel valued.
Grandma seemed to have a sixth sense for Grandkids showing up to her house. This sixth sense lead to her always having either her famous Cinnamon Buns or Grandma’s cookies fresh and cooling on the counter waiting for us when we arrived. It was like she was always ready for Grandma duty and would always be up before us reading and happy to tell us stories. The most fun times were had when Grandma “needed help” with something and we got to be assistant bakers, or help her in the garden with berry picking, vegetable picking, and pranks involving zucchinis.
One of my favourite things about Grandma was that she was obsessed with being taller than us Grandkids. Growing up she would hug us closely and then rest her chin on our heads, laugh and exclaim that she was taller than us. Of course, the moment I was taller than Grandma and hugged her I proudly set my chin on her head in sweet revenge. Looking back now there is really no closer way to hug someone than holding them and using them as a chin rest. I think Grandma had spent our entire lives conditioning us to hold her close as we grew older. To me, there is nothing more Rose Matthews than subtly teaching someone how to make others feel valued and comfortable.
As I grew up, I was lucky to be able to see Grandma as a teacher, a feminist, and someone who was always my fan. She is someone who will always be dear to my heart and I will miss her dearly. I just hope that when I see her again my scrabble skills are on par with hers.
