
Since receiving the news that my Grandma Findlay passed away on Saturday, I have been reflecting on her life and our relationship. I am grateful that I was able to visit with her and my grandfather over the holidays, when she seemed as strong as ever. With my grandfather currently recuperating from surgery in a care center, she was dissatisfied that there wasn't a better place to go for a walk. "I wish I could do some digging in my garden!" was her sentiment.

At 89 years of age, she was still going strong. I have many, many good memories of times together over the years, and will deeply miss her chuckle as I share with her my latest adventures. Recently, we enjoyed trading stories about swimming, since she had done that regularly for many years. Always, I knew she cared for me and wished for my continued happiness and well-being. She had an unbending sense of integrity that I hope I can emulate, and a tough and hard-working spirit that was also a great example to me. She had her share of struggles in life yet continued onward with hope and determination. I will miss her greatly.