My Loss

I haven't really felt like blogging since I wrote my last post about G'ma O. Until today. I had another loss this weekend and I've been thinking about it and crying about it for 3 days. This weekend we went up to Idaho with John's family to raft the Snake River. That was the super fun part!

The sad part came Sunday night after we got home. I realized I had lost the ruby necklace John gave me for Christmas. I'm not sure exactly how it happened, but it could have been avoided. If only I hadn't taken it with me. If only I'd put it in a really safe spot once I realized I did have it. If only...
 The necklace was expensive so that part makes me feel really bad, but it's more about the loss of something special. He had it made for me. He totally surprised me with it for Christmas. Buying someone jewelry can be risky but he knew exactly what I liked. The size. The shape. The stone. The chain. Perfection. So thoughtful.

The jeweler has a record so I know I can have it remade someday. But for now, I am mourning the loss of my perfect gem.

The World Lost a Great Lady Last Night

The world lost a GREAT lady last night - my sweet G'ma O.

Josephine Genevive Fogliani Oxborrow

November 27, 1914 to March 10, 2013, 98 years young.

The last time I saw her was three weeks ago today. John & I had gone down over Presidents Day weekend. We sat in the study with her just chatting about random things. I loved just chatting with her. John had to return home on Saturday evening. I stayed until Monday. Sunday night, I went up to her house with Mom to tuck her in and say good-night. When we opened her bedroom door, she was kneeling by her bed saying her nightly prayers. We closed the door. When she finished a minute later, she called for us to come in. I wish I could print on paper that picture in my mind of her on her knees. That was a tender moment for me; one I will always cherish.

This photo was taken August 13 and is the last photo I have with her. We've been down several times since then, but didn't take any more photos. Wish we had.

Here are some of my favorites:

 John snuggled up to G'ma. It was a mutual adoration between those two.

 Memorial Day weekend in Lund. She's stylin' in her pink and white.

 OXFEST 08 in Moab.

We rented an RV in July of 2009 and stopped in Mesquite en route to California. G'ma came out to inspect our rig.

 G'ma and her little dog Shadow.

 G'ma playing harmonica at her 95th birthday party, with all my brothers.

 Happy 95th G'ma.

I'm pretty sure G'ma and John were teasing each other about something right before this picture. He loved to tease her and she always had a quick response.

This picture was taken after an evening of listening to G'ma play the harmonica and her organ. Jake tried the harmonica too, which endeared him to G'ma.

After we rented a travel trailer and explored Utah, we ended our trip in Mesquite. G'ma in her classic pink striped shirt and sunglasses.

Like father, like son. Before he left on his mission, Jake wanted to visit G'ma one last time. I'm glad he'll always have this photo with her.

 Thanksgiving at G'ma O's house.

 My sweet grandmas.

I love this one of John helping G'ma up the stairs. This was one month before she fell and broke her leg and wrist.

 I blogged about spending the week with G'ma after her fall/surgery. I enjoyed every minute with her.

 I love how she's cradling John's face.

G'ma O - my champ and super hero. I love you. You will be missed!!!!!!!!