Grandma Sommerfeld

Jeremy's Grandma Sommerfeld is now rejoicing in heaven.  She lived an amazing life.  A beautiful Godly woman.  If I could just pick a couple of words to describe her it would be content and peace.  She was content with whatever God handed her way, not a complaint or even a whimper.  She was always so peaceful, never showing anger or frustration (of course some of that happened in the last couple of years as the "filter" faded away but it was still so endearing no matter what she said).  She always seemed at peace with her life, at any stage.  Also, watching Jeremy's mom take care of Grandma over the years...such a picture of love...always making sure her mom was taken care of, a part of countless family events, driving her back and forth, and catering to Grandma's needs, that became more and more over the last few years.  
Grandma Sommerfeld spoke so fondly of her beloved family.  Always embracing with a hug and a sweet gentle kiss on the cheek.

In our family, the one who got the most of those hugs and kisses was Luke.  Some how, from very early on, he clicked with her.  He always wanted to go to lunch with her after church.  Never leaving to get in the car until he gave her a hug good-bye.  I asked him once about his connection with Grandma...he told me it was because they both had white hair.  Even this past week he made her a card.  It took him two tries to get it just the way he wanted.  He drew a picture of him giving her a flower.  Grandma's hair was done with a white crayon to have curls; his was with the same white crayon, straight hair.

I quickly scanned through some pictures and I found an abundance of those moments with Luke and Grandma.  Precious.

Since Brayden came along, we were never quite sure how much Grandma understood about his medical needs and disabilities.  I guess she didn't really need to know, he was another one of her great-grandchildren to love.  One Thanksgiving, Grandma was not able to move much nor was Brayden.  Both of them were parked in a room.  No one else in the room.  I glanced in to check on Brayden and I saw Grandma gently place her hand on Brayden's hand.  Melt my heart and tears in my eyes.  She loved him just the way he was. 

Grandma Sommerfeld will be missed.  I am so thankful I had the opportunity to be a part of her life and that my children had her as a great-grandmother.  She is leaving her legacy as a woman who loved the Lord (she oozed the grace of God) and she loved her family.