Last year, my Grandma, one of the most important people in my life, passed away. A few months later, my Grandpa was admitted to a VA home because of his battle with Alzheimer's. During all of this, my Mom asked me to design the headstone that would mark their final resting place.
To be really honest, this was a difficult request. I didn't know why I felt conflicted at the time, other than we were losing two very wonderful people, and I felt pretty terrible about it. It was and is a tremendous honor, and I am very thankful that my Mom asked me to do it. I'm even more thankful that she was patient with me. Now that I am finished I have a better understanding of why I felt as I did. Hindsight is 20/20.
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Grandma
Her favorite bird was the hummingbird
Dogwood her favorite flower
Grandpa
He loved the outdoors
I can picture him fishing under this tree
When I reflect on my Grandparents and these final illustrations, the
key word that jumps out at me is the word "final". These are the final
drawings that I will create for them and it really effected me more than
I knew.
Ever since I was very young girl my Grandpa would draw headhunters for me. They were and are crazy special to me! It was the only thing he drew and I
have headhunters tucked away in sketchbooks, and probably other places I've
forgotten to surprise me when I least expect it. And I am not the only one. My Mom and my Aunt have them as well. Probably other people as well.
After I
graduated from college, and became a professional, I drew
headhunters for him and turned them into pins that he would wear on his
hat. And he still wears them sometimes, even if he's forgotten where they
came from and who I am. :)
Grandma loved receiving drawings, illustrations and designs from me, and I am lucky enough to have some of her art supplies and a few of her rough sketches. She would tell me how proud she was of me because I was one of the few people she knew that was doing what they said they would do as a child. That is a pretty amazing statement to have tucked away when I need the motivation. <3
I also had fun drawing caricatures of my Grandparents and creating paper cut out illustrations of my family. After she passed I inherited back the paper illustrations of my Grandma and Grandpa
and have them protected until I can figure out where to hang them.
I know that this doesn't have to be the last thing that I do for them,
but it does feel that it is the most important thing that I can do for
them now. Nothing that I create will ever feel perfect enough,
but they never saw my imperfections, and I love them for that.
Thanks, Mom, for giving me this honor.
