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Our Beautiful Babushka

 

At last, I have logged back in and here I am, constructing my first post. Unfortunately, it is a sad post, but it is one of great importance and love I wish to share.

On 04.27.2018, my family’s beautiful grandmother passed away. (Stad’s mother)

On 05.10.2018, a service was held for her passing. During the service, the preacher shared a brief story about the first time we met our Babushka through our (mine and my sisters) arrival in the US. He said, the first thing she did upon seeing us was dance. It had me recollect the last, happy memory of seeing her just a few days before her passing. Though she was fragile as ever, using a walker, being assisted in restrengthening her leg muscles, she found the energy to perform her last happy, little dance for us. Though at the time we saw it as a sign she was getting better, I believe she knew she was preparing to go, but she showed no sign of sorrow. Instead, she fought with every ounce of her being, to enjoy every moment of what remained of her life and to make our family happy.

On 05.24.2018, a burial will be held for our Babushka in her beautiful hometown, where she will be reunited with her husband and family.

My sisters and I were blessed with her presence for approximately 20 years. Below, I wrote a little note for her, to commemorate our love for her. We will never forget her.

“Babushka, thank you for always being there for us. You were absolutely incredible. The advice you would provide, the fun memories we shared, and the delicious meals you prepared. Everything was perfect. We love you so much, and we cannot wait to see you again. From, your three granddaughters. “

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There are 10 comments.

  1. Member

    Memory eternal.

    • #1
    • May 15, 2018 at 1:13 pm
    • 2 likes
  2. Contributor

    A lovely dedication. She sounds like she was a very special woman.

    • #2
    • May 15, 2018 at 1:19 pm
    • 3 likes
  3. Thatcher

    From “Dadski”:

    Sniff . . .

    • #3
    • May 15, 2018 at 1:35 pm
    • 8 likes
  4. Member

    Stad (View Comment):

    From “Dadski”:

    Sniff . . .

    I’m trying to figure this whole patronymic thing out. That makes her Lyubov Stadovna? Stadevna?

    • #4
    • May 15, 2018 at 2:14 pm
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  5. Thatcher

    Hank Rhody, Loitering (View Comment):

    Stad (View Comment):

    From “Dadski”:

    Sniff . . .

    I’m trying to figure this whole patronymic thing out. That makes her Lyubov Stadovna? Stadevna?

    Our daughters know their Russian names. When they were old enough, Momski and Dadski explained about how much we kept their original names. 

    • #5
    • May 15, 2018 at 2:53 pm
    • 3 likes
  6. Member

    Cherish the memories.

    • #6
    • May 15, 2018 at 3:28 pm
    • 3 likes
  7. Thatcher

    Amen, condolences, prayers, and gratitude for sharing Babushka with us.

    • #7
    • May 15, 2018 at 11:00 pm
    • 2 likes
  8. Coolidge

    Lyubov: Instead, she fought with every ounce of her being, to enjoy every moment of what remained of her life and to make our family happy.

    I’m sorry for your loss. I hope, though, that I will end with such courage and grace.

    • #8
    • May 16, 2018 at 8:03 am
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  9. Thatcher

    I didn’t know about the little dance she did for you. What a great memory!

    Love, Momski (Neutral Observer)

    • #9
    • May 16, 2018 at 10:26 am
    • 3 likes
  10. Member

    That is a beautiful story – thank you for sharing it. I never knew my grandparents – and I hope I can go out with a jig!

    • #10
    • May 16, 2018 at 5:04 pm
    • 2 likes