I first met Mama Dixie and Papa John (her husband) 22 years ago when I entered into this amazing family. My husband had a very close relationship with his grandparents. Once I became a part of the family (which was the moment I met them), I feel in love with these two extraordinary people. They showed me love and welcomed me in. Max and I were married at there home. We had Sunday dinners every week. Pappa John had cancer and was getting sicker during that first year. He died about a year after Max and I were married. I wondered how she would go on without her love. She did go on and she was strong and independent. I loved to hear her tell stories about Papa John. She saw her grand kids grow and marry. She saw the birth of her great-grandchildren.
Several years ago Ma Dixie had a stroke and was not able to be by herself. My mother-in-law always made sure she was taken care of. She stayed with her when she wasn't working. Max, Hunter and I would spend the nights with her during the week. We would watch Wheel Of Fortune and she would always get the puzzles first!
She would help me cook! haha That's a joke, she would tell me how to cook! She was a very small woman and was always cold so her house was always HOT! Max and I would race to the thermostat to turn the air on just a soon as we made sure she was in bed! Hunter loved being there because she spoiled him beyond belief!
I was instantly aware of the fact that we would see Ma Dixie again one day! I thanked God for the promise that this was only going to be a temporary separation. So for the next few days we gathered as a family and we celebrated a life lived well. We celebrated Ma Dixie's 97 years lived on this earth and we praised God that she is now HOME and she is now perfect. Her body holds no disease or hurt! She is joined with all her loved ones that went home before her. That is how we are able to go on and live and continue to love each other. We know it's not a permanent end. Really, it's just the beginning =) Oh, how thankful I am to Daddy God that He fills the parts of my heart that hurts with His LOVE and promises. What an honor it is to have loved and been loved by such a special person.
Papa John, Mama Dixie, Me, Max, Jane & Nick (Max's Brother)