Grandma never had too much growing up...and I think that showed throughout her life in unique ways. Looking back, I can recall many many happy occasions.
We couldn't have too many sweats (especially before dinner)
We didn't have too strong a cup of coffee (at least that's what Grandpa told me on several occasions)
Her house was never too clean (I always remember her house as being clean and bright)
Her food was never too sweet or too salty ('cause, according to Grandpa, "that stuff will kill you")
One was never too full to have more of her cooking (and she always had more)
And I don't think she thought too often about herself as I don't ever recall her putting herself first. She was always thinking of others and what she could do for them.
She loved to show and share her flowers in her yard (and later in her garden)
She always shared her Fruit (of course her's came from Gray Bear
She would, from time to time, make us Sweabock (that oh, so heavenly German sweat rolls).
And I don't think my brother or I will ever forget Tapioca Pudding (we used to like Tapioca pudding until she made enough for a whole Summer).
I can honestly say, though, I don't have any memories of Grandma which do not also contain Grandpa. The two were a single, inseparable pair - a beautiful, fun, committed, and loving couple in their own very special way.
I truly believe we are all blessed to have known them and have had them in our lives.
While I will miss her, I am happy that she is with Grandpa again.