Monday, February 15, 2010

Pen Pals

I'm a letter writer (and a journaler, obviously) and less than a month ago I proposed to Grandmama that we become penpals through email.  I was planning on a standing date on Friday afternoons, but I'm still finishing crew hours for now and knew it'd be a month or so before I could actually see her.  The solution? Pen pals.  We already emailed a good bit, but here was her response to my proposal:
That sounds like a good plan to me. I don't do anything interesting, but I

always want to know any big or little bitty detail in your life. So mine

will probably be a "hello" and you jot me a quick note about your events. I

usually check every day. My exciting news of today was a trip to the

dentist. I did get a good report so I guess that counts for something.



Oodles and oodles of love to you, also. You're so wonderful, and I'm crazy

about you.

Grandmama

I love her.  Off to get ready to celebrate her life with many, many wonderful people whose lives she has beautifully influenced.  Smiling for Uno.

2 comments:

Kay Moore said...

Katharine,
Such a delight to meet you this afternoon at your Grandmama's service. Thank you (and to your grandma Peggy for bringing you) for taking time from your family responsibilities to stop by and say hello. One thing I forgot to mention to you is that while we were out in Phoenix last month and I was rounding up photos of my new grandson for my "Grandma's Brag Book", I was thinking about folks back in Garland I wanted to "brag" to. Katharine was the first person on my list. She always took such an interest in my "grand" and was so excited that we were about to have a boy to go with our girl. The last time I saw Katharine on this earth (as I was exiting the beauty salon and she was entering) was in December on the eve of our departure for Phoenix for the birth of this child. She told me she was so happy for me and that she would wait to see photos. Of course while we were in Phoenix, as I told you, I learned that sad news that Katharine was on hospice. During her service today I had the wonderful thought: "Katharine will look up my mother (in heaven) and tell her all our good news!" (My mother had been Katharine's buddy here on earth. She was promoted to heaven in 2005 just before our grandbabies started arriving.) The service today was beautiful; you're right--we could all compliment Katharine freely without her demurring! Keep up your blog entries and save them to compile into a book someday. That's how many of our authors get their start.
All our love and prayers as you negotiate life post Katharine. May God's grace sustain you.
Your friend,
Kay Moore

Stephen D. Fox said...

Your posts about Grandmama are some of the most touching things I've ever read. Your pen pal note is exactly what I would expect to hear from her. I honestly can't remember when I first met Grandmama--she was always there before dances, at your shows and dance recitals. I can remember more than one conversation talking about your name, as I always insisted on calling you Katharine. You quite frequently cited the fact that it was your grandmother's name, spelled the same way as Katharine Hepburn. For a short time, that was really all I knew of her, just a little story here and there. I think the first time I actually met her must've been before the Sophomore year homecoming dance, (though I also ran into you two shopping at the Galleria around that time, but I'm not sure I'd really met her then). For some reason (based on my memory of your dress), I think it might've been the night of winter formal sophomore year. I can recall the gentle "Hi, Steve" she always greeted me with thereafter (not many people except for you and your family called me Steve back in those days). It was always followed by wholly unmerited compliments. My most distinct memory of Grandmama is the night of Hockaday prom. After pictures at your house, we drove over to hers, where she greeted both of us with open arms, and we took many more pictures. I remember standing there in her living room taking lots of pictures and talking about our plans for the night. Grandmama was so thrilled that we stopped by. Going through a hard time like this is a true test of character, and, though we've learned very little new of how great you are, we've learned a lot more about where you get it from. Grandmama would be so pleased to see you write and speak the way you do of her. She'll live on in all of our memories, but even more, she'll live on through you.